It’s one of those nights that I want to forget.
I took the 7pm Caltrains to SF last night. The machine validator for the 10-ride ticket at Mountain View station was broken so I thought I’ll just get it validated on the train. At the San Carlos station, the people checking the tickets were in a foul mood or something.. they saw that I didn’t let them know about the ticket earlier and wanted me to choose between $250 ticket or get out at San Carlos.
Well, I got off at San Carlos, 1 hour to the next train. I ran around town and found a nice looking pizza place San Remos, and ordered a fried calamari, fizzy water, small pizza with garlic+clams+mushroom
I sat outside (it was raining) with a heat lamp, called up my sister and we chatted about life. The train came at 8:51pm and I took it to SF. Hey, life gives you lemons and you eat pizza :-) It was an awesome pizza, one of the best I’ve had.
That’s not the end of it.. as you might know, I’m always in running gear. So after the train, I started running back to my house. I was running up to this bum and he turned around and yelled “dont you ever, ever run up to me again! mother f*cker” This guy was pretty scary and he looked like he was going to slug me. I had to back away unless I wanted to fight, but I’ll probably loose and get my head pounded in. It was a easy decision, say I’m sorry and leave. Ok, the city is pretty scary at night. Note to self, don’t run up to people at night.
Note to self, maybe I shouldn’t run at night in the city
Log: 1.7 miles