Posts Tagged 'Weather'

City Parking

As any city resident, past or present, can attest, one of the worst things about living in the city is figuring out what the heck to do with your car. When I lived in Montreal, I left my car parked in my parents’ garage, because I figured public transportation and the occasional Greyhound trip would ultimately be cheaper than parking tickets and impound fines. Even counting the two times I rented a car, the price was well worth not having the daily hassle.

Now I live in a much smaller city where the the Greyhound only makes a couple stops a day, and my car is a necessity, but parking remains a nightmare.

My apartment building has a small lot behind the building. The store on the first floor owns four U-haul type trailers, and a big black SUV, all of which make homes in my lot. Additionally, we lack appropriate signs designating it as a private lot, so there are often random visitors taking up our few precious spaces.

Vehicles cannot park overnight on any of the downtown streets. I have, on occasion, forgotten that I just meant to park there for a short while, and then left my car on the street over night, incurring a $10 fine. On nights when there is a lot of snow, I fully believe the town would tow cars on the street and in the way. In the past, when my driveway/parking lot has been messy or full, I’ve parked at a nearby motel. But due to the economy, they’ve shut down for the winter. Their lot is still being plowed, but it could be a tow-risk. I had thought that a government owned lot slightly farther away could be an alternative, but they charge to use the lot. I don’t know how much they charge; it is probably similar to the $10 fine, but certainly less than a tow. But if I went in after they were closed and got out at 6:30 in the morning, it is possible that I would not be noticed. Sometimes the best option is the one where you’ll have to pay the least, when the police decide that you have parked illegally.

So, last week, my parking lot was a skating rink, and two of the three short, steep driveways were like icy waterfalls – dangerous and nearly impassable, even in my AWD car. Then it snowed. A lot. Then it rained on top of the snow, creating a heavy dense mush. The plows took their sweet time getting to us, and the street plows began inadvertantly pushing more slush down the waterfalls. And I needed to get out.

I cleared off my car and headed for the middle driveway. It is the shortest and widest of the three, and typically has the best flat acceleration area at the bottom. There was a white truck parked in the acceleration zone, but I tried to make do with what was left. I got halfway. Then, with all four wheels still spinning forward, I increased speed backwards down the hill, toward the white truck.  I had no steerage, but I would have only been able to steer into a building anyway. I managed to stop inches away from the truck and seriously considered leaving a note on his windshield. Dude! What were you thinking!

Shaking, I contemplated my next move. Was I trapped? The south driveway had a huge plowbank at the top. If I survived the hill, I wouldn’t be able to pass the bank. I went for the north driveway. This one isn’t flanked by buildings, and has the gentlest grade. However, it has a curve at the bottom – no room to accelerate and no room to slide back down.

When much to my surprise, I discovered a gift from the government! There exists a chain link fence between my lot and the pay-to-use government lot, but a segment was missing. I was able to drive through, and then get out up their plowed driveway. I also got home via the same route.

The following morning (yesterday, Monday) I went out to my car, pissed to realize that no effort had been made to plow the lot or any of the driveways (the significant precipitation had stopped more than 12 hours prior, and they really should have come when it was raining when the temperature was above freezing, before everything became cement, and then was covered with a pretty, but deceiving dusting of powder). I noticed the tire tracks of three cars, all of which had attempted to get out that morning. None had been successful; all had returned to their spaces. I brushed off the powder and drove off through my open fence and was one of the first people to arrive for work!

Someday, when I own a house, I want a short, flat driveway, not on a major road, and a garage. Ok?



(Former Hurricane) Hanna passed through here early this morning. We seem to have escaped unscathed, although there are lots of puddles and twigs on the ground.

I went in to work early on Thursday to use the computer and try to figure out where Hanna was going and what its impact would be on us. I passed my predictions on to the decision makers at the company when they arrived for the morning. Company Owner didn’t even know that I studied Atmospheric Science and have any knowledge of weather forecasting, but he actually listened to me, perhaps only because my immediate boss has been on vacation.

I said the storm center would likely pass to the east of us, meaning we would not see the highest winds here. Company Owner then decided that we would only do minimal preparations, instead of going into full on storm/disaster/panic mode, as he had been planning to start Thrusday morning. The company cares for millions of dollars of one-of-a-kind property, and based on my forecast, we decided we’d be ok.

My forecast wasn’t 100% correct, but we are ok. I didn’t sleep too well last night, but maybe my usefulness around the company has increased.

Pant, pant, pant

Wow, is it hot!! The bank thermometer in town was reading 88 when I rode past at 4 o’clock. My apartment is at 84 and rising (westward facing). There is plenty of sun and almost no wind. I guess summer is here.

I spent the day working outside, my entire body covered in slimy sweat and sunscreen. My clothes were completely soaked through and plastered to me. I think (hope!) that I didn’t smell quite as bad as some of the guys I was working with, but really, there wasn’t much anyone could do about it.

I took a nice long cool shower the moment I got home, but I feel already feel sticky again. My still-damp hair isn’t cooling me off but making the back of my neck hot and sweaty. Why did I grow my hair long, again?

I need to get my air conditioner out of the basement, but that is a 2 person job, so it won’t happen tonight. I’m also thinking of swapping my chandelier for a ceiling fan. But for now, I suffer. Summer is my least favorite season.


There is a Chinese Proverb that states: "A bird does not sing because it has the answers. It sings because it has a song." This is my song. I don't pretend to have the answers.