Fog Faire SFO fandango

[temperance14]

Got home on time from class, Thurs night, but stayed up prepping self and gear for faire.
Friday slept in a bit, feeling rather draggy, until 7am. Printed directions to SF airport (as I’d never been there), and from airport to motel near the beach, but also close to The Park. Dressed packed, spare RW clothes, toiletries, meds and amusements. Packed period looking knitting (wooden needles, oatmeal colored, slubby yarn), which made a bigger hit than I expected, by the way. (Also found more knitters and crocheters than I expected—we are apparently a Pryankster sub group.)

Head out a bit after 9am, heading west on 80 to 101 to Brisbane to SFO to pick up Mrs. Giggle, no problems, no lost. Hit all the exits, and once through the Circus Terminus to find the United pick up areas. Back up freeway to a Starbucks, where I called to confirm flight time and pick up slot. Call from Mrs. Giggles at 11:13 stating she was landing. (Yes, with the airplane). Bought Mrs. Giggles (my target pickup) a hot Chai latte and coffee cake for welcome home, and I head out after 15 minutes to pop back down the highway to the airport. Perfect timing.

OK, except that I go around airport about 4 times, without seeing Mrs. Giggles. By this time, it’s over ½ hour since they landed. Going into the loop for another round, the phone rings. “Uh, it’s going to be awhile. I’ll call you when they’ve found my luggage.”

“Oh. Really.” And at that point I guess I turned the wheel harder than I thought, and the latte that had peaceably ridden for the last few minutes decided to jump up and look at my side passenger door close up. This was an omen.

Went back up road to clean car, while waiting for call from Giggles. Call came, back down road, grabbed a braided redhead with no luggage save a backpack. Luggage is touring Chicago. Take coastal route to motel to unwind, then off to feed the Giggles, who takes a snooze while we wait for lunch. Off to park to find Speedway. Find it.
Back to motel. Rest, then call airlines. After call, discussion, Mrs. G determines that luggage is at airport (they assuring her its there, but keep asking her for prominent features), and yes they finally believe she is Mrs G----but she has to wait for confirming phone call from United or airport, and then luggage should be delivered 4 hours after that. It is now after 6pm. She pins Person on Phone down as to where we need to go to pick up luggage ourselves. Meantime, I’m calling the airport to find out the physical location, and where to park. I’m not dropping her off to do this alone. Warrior bitches---I mean queens---step into their chariot and haul tushie.

Park, upstairs around the corner, split up to check out clerks and luggage lockup. Find very unique luggage, bless her heart. Cell phone her with my location, and sit next to luggage. Raid is successful, and we are out and back to the park directly to find wedding rehearsal in progress. Find out how loud Madame Tromboni can squeak when jumped and surprised. G placed in rehearsal. General schmoozing and warm (thank goddess) hugs go round.

Met the Wonderous Sarah IV Catherine "Kitten" She Who Will Have Chocolate and Fiddles. She is lovely as an angel, bright as the fairies, and good as gold, the true queen of this faire.

Afterwards, off to dinner at same lunch site—Thai and American. Tried the Thai side with moondanceminx, The Major, and ribbin. Tales of food experiments and Thanksgiving. Got back to motel. Snoozes. More later.

Note to all: When / if Mrs. Giggles every joins up on Live Journal, we need tales of Pennsic.

Comments

[klellingson.livejournal.com]

Nothing like luggage fu. Well, should I set her up an account like I promised?

[whalejudge.livejournal.com]

Yes, it'll take her months to get around to it on her own.

LJ for Giggles

[klellingson.livejournal.com]

Can you help me out, then. I was going to set it up, and realized that I do not know her birthdate, which is needed to set up an account. Do you know it? If so, e-mail it to me at klellingson at earthlink.net

Re: LJ for Giggles

[whalejudge.livejournal.com]

I don't know it. Around here, barelyproper is your best bet. Master Fiddler might know it. Or you could ask Giggles herself; christi at pryanksters dot org.

Re: LJ for Giggles

[ailurodragon.livejournal.com]

You know it now.

Re: LJ for Giggles

[psychababble.livejournal.com]

When I talked to Giggles this afternoon, she'd rather not have her birthdate associated with the account. She said a fake one would suffice.

Re: LJ for Giggles

[klellingson.livejournal.com]

OK, help me out here. Not being big on the creativity, I tried to use giggle and mrsgiggles, but both of those were taken. Anybody have a suggestion? Also, does she have a suggestion for a fake birthdate to use.

If I do use a false birthdate, it may be a problem.

Here's the information about why they ask for a birthdate from the Create New Journal page:

Age Verification
Please select the month, day, and year you were born. We require this information to create an account in order to comply with the Children's Online Privacy Protection Act (COPPA). This information is not stored in our database and is only used during account creation. Read our privacy policy for more information on our information practices.
Birthdate: (required)

Entering a false birthdate may prevent you from creating a new account or could prevent you from using your account in the future.

Re: LJ for Giggles

[psychababble.livejournal.com]

mrsgiggle isn't taken. And she suggested 10/10/(year to suffice the age verification).

And I have countless journals that I've used false b-dates with and never had a problem accessing them.