October 3rd, 2005

Candid Opinions

Much of a muchness happening!

This weekend I set forth on a journey.

A journey of terrible DOOM!

I, a man about New Jersey, found it meet to head over to the Pennsylvania Renaissance Faire. Unfortunately, my easiest option, that of renting a car for a day or two, proved to be untenable; who knew that there existed places that didn't accept cash? But nay, cards of credit did they hunger for, to put our stalwart hero into "The System." Instead, he cried out "Nay! Thou shalt not gain ME so easily!" and kept himself wisely away from these cards; while there may have been a slight aspect of "His expenditures would likely far outstrip his paycheck in short order, so best not to touch" in there as well, but noble rebelling against custom still!

Instead, the staunch protagonist found it meet to use public transportation; trains being the option of choice. Sadly, this entailed going north clear up to Newark, roughly a two hour ride, in order to go south and west another three hours in order to hit Philadelphia in Pennsylvania. Woe for the state of public transportation! Furthermore, due to bizarre snafuing, our befuddled and confusticated Kyle wound up in Atlantic City for a while, wandering about and beholding things. Upon his return to Philadelphia, he ended up 'sleeping' upon a bench waiting for the train to get to Lancaster, which had an apparent public-transport lock on it by the horrid Amtrak! They only ran trains there every four hours, and not all that many trains either!

Finally, at 9 in the morning on Sunday, I was able to board and head to Lancaster in good order. Arriving in Lancaster, I quickly surmised that the PA Renfaire counted as properly being "In the middle of bloody nowhere." Having to take an expensive taxi ride there, I made it on time and proceeded to have good cheap fun, my pocketbook beginning to run rather low at this point. The Tartan Terrors were a crew that I fully intend to get CD's of later, as I do for the Rakish Rogues! Sadly, the Sultry Sirens of Sin didn't live up to their hype. The Belles of Bedlam in Cali are much, MUCH better. Bardic Wind, on the other hand, was exceedingly cool!

Getting back proved to be exceedingly tricky, as at that point I essentially had enough to get back TO Lancaster, or enough to get back FROM Lancaster; I managed to solve this by a combination of walking, stubbornness, and finally getting a cab after walking enough. The train situation was fairly simple to handle... save for the fact that I, a sleepy individual, ended up 3 towns farther than I had meant to go, and had to get another taxi back to the hotel due to the next train arriving at 1 in the morning (A good 2, 3 hours away) Arriving back, I crashed.

Monday began our learning about forklift trucks, all book work then. Interesting things, such as the difference and placements of a diesel forktruck versus an electric fork truck. But really, mainly boring past the little forktruck toys they let us play with. Today, on the other hand... I actually got to drive a forklift properly! Pinpoint pivot turns, loading and stacking fake bombs, all sorts of fun! They say that driving a forklift is like driving a bike... I assure you, entirely different when the steering wheels are on the back. Curious and interesting, with a test come tomorrow. Have fun, All!