Monday, May 9, 2011

Traveling

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 I'm going to document my travels and experiences on here from now on.
My most recent experience was to New Orleans, so i will start with that.

So I had to go to New Orleans to pick up a job for the summer. I really only needed to be there for a few hours on friday afternoon. I bought the tickets about 2 weeks in advance, when Ginny from the marine office at Columbia University called and told me the date they were going to call the job out of the New Orleans hall, and assuming i got the job, would reimburse me for the flight.
So when Thursday comes around, i woke up in the morning, around 8 AM. Stretching, i glance out the window at a gorgeously clear day ahead. Possibly a very warm spring day. My bedroom has 6 tall windows from the floor to about 1' below the ceiling. I get a decent view, with the Oakland coliseum, airport, and the south-west bay area on clear days. I glance at my phone to check the time, and i see i have a message. Of course, who else could it be but my ex-girlfriend? sent at 6 AM, she says that she happens to be in oakland... obviously she wants to hang out. I haven't seen her for about 5 months. We tried to be friends but i didn't think that even that would work. Her family hates me, and she can't be seen with me to avoid persecution...
So anyway, i ask if she wants to have some coffee or something and so i proceed to the shower. She says she is staying at a hotel by the airport. i didn't bother asking what she is doing up here, better conversation in person. So eventually i figure out where she is and drive down to pick her up. we say the usual hellos and awkward shoulder hugs with the butt sticking out, and i start driving towards the nearest Starbucks... she asks if i know anywhere where i can get bloody marys... i honestly had no idea. there were a couple places i knew of but wasn't sure they would even be open yet. but i love bloody marys, and had all the fixin's at my place. so i suggest we go there, and off we go. We both had 2 bloody marys in a hour or 2, had a pretty good time listening to music and talking about everything we've been up to and plans for the close future. I told her about my flight to New Orleans, and she happened to be flying up to Alaska the following day for a summer job... hence the reason for staying the night in Oakland. I tell her about this cool bar called the Trappist with some good lunch food downtown, and we head off there. we have a couple beers apiece, and shared a pastrami sandwich. At this point, its 12:30, and i have a 2:30 flight out of San Francisco... its not going to happen. She starts coming up with ideas, and eventually she tells me i should just change my flight. so i do, after getting my paperwork out of the car, have a couple more beers, and i end up taking her back to my place since we have time. We are both pretty buzzed at this point. Her boobs are poking out of her shirt,  she's being really flirty and silly. I play a few songs on the guitar for her, and she finds the leather strap really interesting. she tries it on as a belt. It doesn't quite work, i try to help her with it, and after tightening it around her waist, i grab the loose end and pull her towards me...
in the end, she ends up making a huge mess on my bed, having four or five orgasms,  being a squirter and all. It was pretty fun. She hadn't had sex like that since we broke up over a year ago. pretty funny. So i end up having to take her back because her brother was going to meet her and can't figure out where she was. bad. I did not feel like running into her psychotic older brother who thinks i'm a loser.

Anyway, i fly out from oakland around 8:30 PM, and since i got a last-minute flight, head first to seattle, then to Chicago, and i finally make it to New Orleans at 10:30 AM on Friday morning. I'm up at the top level since i didn't have any baggage besides the old backpack i had as carry-on. I find a taxi that just dropped off a elderly couple,  and take a ride to my hotel. He told me about the jazz fest, which i didn't even know was going on. It made sense, because it was very difficult to get a hotel. once i get there, i find the reason the hotel had some empty rooms left... pretty shitty. but it was only 2 blocks from Canal street, and only about 5 blocks from the union hall. so i take a shower, i still smell like pussy. I headed over to the union hall, got the job, and chatted it up with the dispatcher, who is originally from San Francisco. I had to walk about 3 blocks down to the medical center, where i had to complete a pre-employment physical. the place was all locked up, and i was banging on the windows for about 15 minutes when 2 office clerks/nurses finally came walking out from the back... the doctor buzzes me in. I was very suspicious about what they were doing back there.... The doctor was an indian guy who didn't say much. honestly, i doubt they ever do much either, since hardly anyone gets any jobs down there. they are closing that place down at the end of the month since it is under-utilized... 
The doctor was very thorough for a pre-emplyoment physical.... didn't even check my hearing though... he was more interested in grabbing my balls and sticking his thumb up my butt.... fucking awful! i can't believe that guy. Thats more than they do for my annual physical, since i'm under 30 they dont do that other stuff...
Anyway, once i got the doc's signature, went back to the hall to finalize the paperwork, and the dispatcher decided to treat me to lunch, which was pretty cool. He liked hearing about the research ship adventures, i guess.  that night was cool, very packed in the streets. I had some oysters and crawfish, checked out a pretty cool brewery, picked up another coaster. i forgot to get a beer mug, though. oh well. I like collecting them, thats all. i hada  good night, left early in the morning and had a nice non-stop flight back to san francisco. i took the BART back to oakland, and decided to just walk the 6 miles home up to the hills. wasn't too bad, actually. took me 1.5 hours.

well that was my New Orleans adventure.

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