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Let me share the story of my Anime Boston Trip Home Adventure;
Friday, when I arrived at AB, My gears ground funny while I was circling for parking. my 'brakes’ light went on, even though the parking brake wasn’t engaged. Little concerning, but this had happened before. When I parked I lurched a bit forward and tapped the wall. I was then parked and ignored it while I had a SPLENDID TIME, even though I didn’t get to see everyone I was hoping to. (SO MANY WONDERFUL COSPLAYS THOUGH. I LOVE THE COMRADARY OF COSPLAY)
Cut to Saturday night; I offer a friend a ride home the next day.
Cut to Sunday afternoon; we call uncle, and leave the con. I have to pump the breaks a bit as I pull out. That’s concerning. I go down the ramp. they’re not really doing anything. This is upsetting. I near the gate- a guy pulls out ofa side corridor in front of me, I pump the brakes, I pull the parking brake, I try putting it in reverse. I manage not to hit the guy. They pause just long enough to show they knew I had the right of way, because they were turning and I was going straight, and I relase hte break pumping constantly . a PEDESTRIAN WALKS OUT IN FRONT OF ME AND CAUSUALY STROLLS DOWN THE RAMP< STOPPING TO CHAT AT THE TICKETBOOTH I’M AIMING AT. I manage, somehow, to not hit him, or the gate. This does a LOVELY job of distracting me from how much parking for three days in Boston costs. I Pause at the exit of the parking garage. What do I do? Someone behind me honks and I automatically pull out into traffic. I don’t know what direction home is, and I am, at this point PRETTY SURE I CAN’T GET THERE SAFELY. I manage one turn and am now looking for on street parking. I am calling the fuck out of AAA. The Valet lane in front of a nearby hotel is in front of me mostly empty. I use the curb to stop the Valet comes over to ask what I thought I was doing. I told him: “My Brakes just went out. I am sorry I am in your valet lane, but I am calling AAA” I was only crying a little. he asks me to pull forward a little so I’m at the end of it, not the middle. Totally reasonable.
I call AAA. They ask me if I know where I’m staying tonight. I tell them I am going to call home to try and get a ride. They ask me where I want it towed. I said 'I don’t know, I’m not from Boston.’ they inform me that I have 100 miles of free towing. they will tow it to my mechanic in NH.
Angels sing.
of course, I still have to get Three cosplayers and their luggage back to NH. One of which is VERY BIG. I call home. A ride is sent. A tow truck is called, and will be there 'in 90 minues to two hours’ Wonderful, that’s how long a ride from home will take to get there. We sit and people watch. The ride arives. tow truck is not there, and I cannot bear the thought of LEAVING MY KEYS IN THE CAR IN THE MIDDLE OF BOSTON. I send my sister and Douglas off with my mother’s Freind, and wait for a further halfhour by myself.
(I am wearing a summer dress and thankfully a sweater over it. Also a pink curly bob wig. I was in cosplay for added fun!)
Tow truck gets there. Asks me what the problem is, I tell him 'the breaks. as in they aren’t working’ he tries to drive it up his ramp, slides back down as the brakes do not work. He hauls it back up normaly. I ride with him back up to NH discovering at some point I moved all of the books on my Kindle on the cloud for some reason. Also that rap music is much eaiser to take when played softly. My phone battery slowly creeps towards dead, affording me just enough to call for a ride home from the mechanic. I can’t wait to hear how screwed I am.
so... who wants a commission? *smiles*