It's a race!
Aug. 9th, 2006 08:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
indigo_rose99My day begins at 5:45am. Every day I try to be out the door by 6:45am. Down the elevator, fend off the bellboys, left out of the hotel and walk a block. Catch a bus. There are various buses, but they all seem to generally go the 8 blocks I need. Get off the bus at Circular Quay, catch the 7:15am ferry to Manly. The ride takes about 35 minutes. At Manly Wharf, the plan is to catch a taxi to work. The problem is that there are often no taxis at the taxi stand. And it is Winter here, so standing in the morning cold is... uncomfortable.
This morning as I got off the ferry, I heard a businesswoman next to me tell her companion that they would have to hurry to catch a taxi. Oh no! Competition!
Yesterday I stood in the cold a good 15 minutes, waiting. I turned on the jets. I could hear their footsteps trailing mine the whole way. The stop light meant I could not simply speedwalk the whole way.
I made it to the taxi stand a mere two steps ahead of the competition. It helped that they were not sure of my destination, but I was sure of theirs.
I got the last taxi.
As I sit in the taxi and watch the taxi price rise well beyond the usual fare, I wonder if I truly won.
This morning as I got off the ferry, I heard a businesswoman next to me tell her companion that they would have to hurry to catch a taxi. Oh no! Competition!
Yesterday I stood in the cold a good 15 minutes, waiting. I turned on the jets. I could hear their footsteps trailing mine the whole way. The stop light meant I could not simply speedwalk the whole way.
I made it to the taxi stand a mere two steps ahead of the competition. It helped that they were not sure of my destination, but I was sure of theirs.
I got the last taxi.
As I sit in the taxi and watch the taxi price rise well beyond the usual fare, I wonder if I truly won.
