December 5th, 2005


Start of the Trip

Gate 13 at Austin Bergstrom is relatively absent of passengers this morning even though my flight to San Jose looked to be booked full. The cause of this emptiness is a really nasty auto accident that's holding up inbound traffic to the airport. I was lucky enough to see the jam from far enough away to take the alternate bridge over the Colorado River, but I still had to make my way through the chokepoint, a spot south of the bridges where a compact car was folded in half after hitting and knocking over a tall metal utility pole.

At the shuttle stop, my two fellow travellers had both already missed their flights. I'm glad I gave myself a 45 minute buffer; if I'd have gone on the other bridge, I may have missed my own flight.

I'm also still coughing today, my body trying to get rid of the last remnants of this cold that's had me for a week now. I'd really like for this to be over.

Oh well... In four hours, I'll be in California, playing catch up with a pile of tasks that proved to be more complicated than expected and figuring out what I can be commit to completing in the next holiday-filled month.