Kage Baker hated travelling on holiday weekends, particularly Memorial Day. The traffic scared her – she always worried we would be run over by an 18-wheeler – and even when the traffic wasn’t bad, the possibility frazzled her nerves.
I have driven through most of the Memorial Days for the last 45 years. Sometimes it’s been for Faires, sometimes for Cons: but as a result, I have grown inured to the annual automobile migration.
Not this year. Not today. This trip down from San Mateo to Los Angeles was a nightmare. I drove through no less than 9 accidents, each one slowing the traffic down for minutes and miles. Miles and miles and miles …
It usually takes me 5 hours. Today, it took me just over 8.
I am tired, Dear Readers, tired to the point of idiocy. But today was a very good day at BayCon. I will give a full report tomorrow, when my brain re-engages.
Happy Memorial Day. Remember all our heroes who gave so much so the rest of us could run around and enjoy ourselves without fear. To our honoured dead – thank you. I salute you. And I love you.