So Much for Peace and Quiet

One thing I find hard about RV life is how little privacy we get in RV parks. There does seem to be an unspoken rule that every RV pad is its own bubble, giving an illusion of privacy, but it’s just that, an illusion. That said, until Saturday, I felt that I had a pretty good spot here at Pacific Border. The owners of the rig on my passenger side haven’t been here, I have a forest behind me, and there has been no one on my driver’s side. Then this huge class A backed in next to me. The view from my study went from being one of grass to one of fiberglass, but I sucked it up. C’est la vie in RV parks, after all. But last night, around 9:30, they started to blast music. Then they ran their generator until almost 11pm. I am not kidding. They must be the most self-centred people in the universe because for not being able to realise that loud music and generator noise at that hour is unacceptable! The kicker is that after they turned on the generator, they left! I think their generator might have had a timer or something because it turned off before they roared into their site around 1AM.

Needless to say, I was not bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at work this morning. 🙁

Staying Put For Now

Well, I’ve crunched the numbers and weighed all the pros and cons and decided to remain at Pacific Border for at least the month of February. I think that when I add it all up, the main reason is that it’s secluded. Living in the GVR reminds me of what it was like to live in the Montreal area growing up, and all the reasons why I left Montreal without looking back. There are just too many people and too much traffic. Going out to do anything shouldn’t be a chore and I like living in an area where I can go run errands without having to plan around rush hour. Also, the difference in price between this park and the runner up amounts to only about a hundred dollars spread out over four months. I’d rather spend that extra money and have access to the pool here where it’s much nicer and quieter.

My commute today was fine. 55 minutes in the morning and 70 minutes in the afternoon because you can’t catch the freeway southbound from the park ‘n ride (who designs these things; just about everyone goes south from the park and ride!). That said, I really hate having to rush out of work at the stroke of 4:30 and the Pattulo Bridge has reopened (three weeks early!), so traffic is going to be much less dense. I’m going to finish up my fare coupons on Wednesday, then I’ll drive Thursday and Friday and make the final decision then as to whether I’m buying a bus or parking pass on Monday.

There is an RV show in Abbotsford this weekend and I will be attending on Saturday as there will be a seminar on RVing in the Northwest Territories! I cannot believe that I attended my first RV show last February and now, less than a year later, I’m attending one as a full-time RVer who is not just dreaming of going to the NWT, but will be going! Have I mentioned recently that I love this life?

Inexcusable

Well, Translink gets a huge thumbs down.

Last night, I discovered not only a shortcut to the park ‘n ride, but also that there is an ‘express’ service from the park ‘n ride to the Skytrain station. That should merit an exclamation point and it would have… if tonight’s fiasco hadn’t happened.

This morning, I caught the express and was at work in what amounted to an hour’s absolutely painless transit door to door.

This evening, I arrived at the Skytrain station just in time to see my express bus drive away. It was a half hour wait to the next one, so I had to decide if I should schlep the two blocks to catch the local. I decided that if I was going to spend an extra half hour getting home, I preferred to stand outside and get some fresh air.

Five minutes before the next express was due, it showed up, dumped off its passengers, and sped off with a ‘sorry, not in service’ sign. The bus that we were expecting at 5:15 never showed up.

The next bus arrived right on time, a full hour after I saw the first one speed away.

As I wrote to the transit company, this is inexcusable for a so-called ‘express’ service.

I’ve got three round-trips left, so I’ll use the express in the morning and the local in the evening… while I investigate my parking options at work.

It’s such a shame that the day ended this way because until 5:15, it had been a good one. Work was so nice, just like it was at the job from which I’m taking my leave; with no clock watching and no micromanaging, not to mention that my new manager showed up this morning with some books for me to read about living and cooking on boats, figuring that the info would translate well to living and cooking on an RV. How thoughtful! Oh, and I got my first pay cheque!!!!!!

Thank goodness I have access to a hot tub tonight; I’m still frozen solid from waiting at that dang bus stop!

Translink and a New Job

Translink is the GVR’s transit system. I found it a tad intimidating at first glance since fares are based on date, time, and zone, but a closer look at the system made me realise that it’s not confusing in the least. Moreover, like Ottawa’s OC Transpo, Translink offers an excellent online travel planner which sets out the route to take and the fare needed, making it easy for the first time rider to get around. I decided to try going to work for a week with public transit before deciding if I need to move or not since a booklet of ten fares (five round trips) is cheaper than buying the same number of fares individually.

First step today was to find a fare dealer, which I did without too much trouble since the Translink website provides this information with a link straight to Google Maps.

Next step was to get to the Park ‘n Ride. I was glad to be starting work in the afternoon since this would give me a good idea of whether or not I would be able to find parking at 7:30ish in the morning. There was tons of space at 11:30, so I’m confident there will be parking at rush hour.

The bus driver this morning was rude. I presented my ticket and said it was my first time; so he showed me how to ‘validate’ it. That done, I asked if I needed a transfer and he snottily replied that I was holding it. *rolls eyes*

The bus ride felt very long because it was stop and go the whole way, but took only about 25 minutes. My instructions told me to transfer at ‘Surrey Central Station’ but by the time we got to ‘King George Station’ I’d had enough of the bus and decided to get onto the Skytrain a station early.

The Skytrain is a light rail system that reminds me of the El in Chicago in that you mostly travel several stories above ground, but occasionally descend to street level. I was surprised to learn that these trains do not have operators! The trip to my stop took only about five minutes. Work being in the same building at the station, I could have been at the office within five minutes of arrival, but had left home so early I had forty-five minutes to kill, so I had lunch first. Now that I know I can rely on public transit and that there is flexibility in arrival times (because of traffic, for example), I won’t give myself such a huge window of time. Tomorrow, I’m aiming to take a 7:41 bus in South Surrey to get me to work for 8:20.

So, yes, I got the job. 🙂 I went in this afternoon to sign some papers and was put to work straight away. I’m glad since I was ready to hit the ground running. Some of the job entails basic office clerking duties like doing the mail and answering phones, but most of it seems quite challenging and diverse enough to keep me busy and interested. I’m very optimistic about how this will turn out, but not as naive as I was in October. :\ Another thing for which I’m glad is that the dress code is relaxed, so my every day clothes are perfectly appropriate. It helps that I favour skirts, which look dressier than slacks.

I was so focused on arriving at work on time today that I forgot to plan for my trip home! I made it back to King George Station easily, but lost a lot of time finding my bus stop. It is idiotically situated in that you need to walk a block, cross a busy highway with long lights, then walk back down that same block. Tomorrow, I will try to get home from Surrey Station and see if that’s easier. I made it to the bus stop just in time to see my bus drive away, so I had to wait ten minutes for the next one, which did not go all the way to the Park ‘n Ride. I was frozen solid by then, so I decided to take that bus to another exchange point and from there finally managed to catch the bus that would take me to the Park ‘N Ride. I would have made it home in about an hour and a half had I not stopped for groceries.

Fare tickets work differently if you start on the Skytrain. You need to validate your ticket at a machine (which I almost forgot to do, causing me to miss a train) and then revalidate it on each bus you take after. If you start on a bus, then you just validate your ticket there and hold on to it in case a Translink employee on the Skytrain wants to see it.

My goal is to cut my transit time to an hour door to door, but I think I’m being extremely optimistic and that 1 hour 20 minutes is more realistic. I saw an RV park very close to King George Station and I’m going to check it out this weekend. That said, it’s not exactly in the best part of town and looks run down, seeming like it caters to people who want to park for the very long term. For me to move, I need to find a place that is at least 50$ cheaper per month and which will cut my commute time by at least 15 minutes each way. I strongly doubt that will happen, but I’ll do my due diligence anyway. What irks me is that work is barely 30km away! All told, though, public transit will be significantly cheaper than would be driving and then paying for parking.

I very much like using public transportation if it is convenient. Some cities have better systems than others and some systems are incredibly complex for the uninitiated, but it can often be the best way to bypass traffic and parking issues while offering a glimpse of the city you are visiting. When you’re a solo traveler and always focused on your driving, it’s nice to be able to sit back and enjoy the scenery.

Unconditional Love

Poor Tabitha.

Last night was really cold and found her and Neelix hogging the blankets (really). I woke up twice to yank the blankets back onto myself. Both times, this was followed by a THUMP as Tabitha pretty much flew off the bunk onto the floor below!!!!!!!! Not once did she complain; she just climbed right back up and setting herself against my back as if nothing had happened. Once might be funny, but twice makes me feel like an awful mother. 🙁

Despite that, she’s still right here by my side, purring away. Sorry, babe!