I don't know but there must be a better way for this world to operate. It was a day of what the hey! and for Heaven's sake and what is the matter with them!
So we get to the airport, JFK, and JetBlue's system, its who the hell thought of this new system, is in place. First you have to get to the other end of the terminal - that is if you safely make it there and get out without getting hit by a car - and watch out for the new construction across the street for which they have closed a badly needed lane. Then you have to find a kiosk that is open for there is no more central check in place. So seek a kiosk and hope the person there finishes up quickly.
See what the prompts are and the best is yet to come. You print out your luggage tape and have to figure it out as to how to put it on so that it is correct, right side out and you have the receipt for the luggage in your hand. Have fun! I finally found a rare specimen - a JetBlue employee, told him I was a dumb old lady and needed help. I was not the only one, let me tell you and old was not the common factor either.
Next step - get you and your luggage past all the people and find a line in front of a luggage station and then weigh it and watch them heave it up and away - that is if the carousel is working - which it was not and then stand there waiting for there was no way I was leaving those bags as orphans. Then uh oh - off they went in the opposite direction. Now what? So I did the best I could and sent Gerry to ask where those bags of mine were going and why the opposite direction. We were assured that at some point they all get there so now at least I had something to occupy my mind during the flight.
But wait, there's more. Not done yet. Now you literally have to fight your way back to the other side of the terminal to get on the security line and watch out! Here come the determined people with luggage, carts, trailers, carriages, overweight backpacks and they could care less as they smack you in their need to get there!! Finally made it through and at least the TSA line was easy. The other security line - wonder if they made their planes?
And if you are waiting for a wheelchair - well, good luck to you. We could not figure it out so bad feet and all we had to get all the way to the end of the new extension, you know, the one which ends in Jersey and just wait till I get the feedback request. Hah!
So we pull away even a bit early and then.... a half hour just sitting there. Finally! Uh oh, what was that? oh no - oh yes. Four people are squooshed into the row behind me, the little boy is sneezing away - no covering up the mouth either and the little girl sits on either parent's lap and kicks away and away and away and for musical accompaniment she screams in a high pitched voice the entire time. Could not read, could not sleep, could not think and could not even fret over the location of my luggage. Not even a toy for the kid to be distracted with. What the hell! Homicidal thoughts, I can tell you!
Finally we land and are told the luggage will be at carousel 2 but what is this? The airport is undergoing yet another renovation and there seems to be no carousel 2. We check in the JetBlue office and are told to try carousel 4 or 5. So definite they are. We locate it, and wait and wait and wait and finally and look - here comes one. Yay! And we wait and wait and the people are disappearing and finally - the other appears.
To the car and home and the beginning of the next crazy part of the day - unpacking, shopping, library, post office, finding time to eat a bit and the eyes are closing. And I truly wish to hear the speech tonite, a historical moment.
And speaking of politics, what gives here? We have a major party presidential candidate who invites the enemy to intrude into our government, play a role in the elections and dearie me, remember how they screamed when Netanyahu came to make a speech - no hacking? This dude is a traitor as far as I am concerned, a quisling if one must put another name to it, for how could anyone now possibly trust this guy and today he says he was just joking? Pretty poor sense of humor and I do not believe him.
Then we have a black Congressman from Georgia, I believe, who decided that it was quite the politic thing to do to compare Israelis to termites. Oh yes, that just about made my day, I can tell you and his apology - well, he can take it and put it....well you know. This from a man who should know better about dehumanizing people. Prejudice is prejudice and it matters not whether it goes in this direction or that. Wrong is wrong and mouths need to be careful, particularly elected and governmental figures.
And of course I love it when both candidates find time to boast how they are grandparents of Jewish grandchildren. It is special, I must admit, but so are grandparents of any and all varieties, but okay, maybe.....LOL. And good old Bernie, he who could never come up with a bill for his years in office, only coming up with high flyin' and falutin' ideas with no specifics behind it, now thinks he definitely will be the man behind the throne. Sorry, Bernie, Bill is there before you. And lucky that I believe that Hillary is her own person and thank G-d for that and speaking of Bill and Hillary, what gives with his speech about her. Was sexualizing the future president the proper way to go or is this man's brain permanently trapped within his pants? Well, the First Gentleman will have to find something to keep himself busy and hopefully far away from the White House.
And closer to home OMG!!! My poor lake. Four days away and it is totally rimmed all along the shore with yards of algae and the outgoing canal is dead, toyt, a wasteland of algae. Where is the promise to fix this, to do something? Perhaps I can find a lawyer, or an environmental group who will sue for neglect and loss of property value and health impairment and anything else we can think of. I want my lake cleaned of this goop and gunk! It is awful, beyond belief and looks like a third world lake or a lake from a superfund cleanup site and not what belongs here in the Village. Need to do a bit of shouting here, methinks. Maybe a lot more than a bit.
Any way, back to work, back to finding a time for some rest and then back at it again. Oy!!
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