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I just keep burning through that travel karma...
So almost a frickin' *WEEK* ago, I was headed to Pitt. Yes, the conference has kept me that busy - it ended at 1pm today, and this afternoon was the first chance I'd had to even go to the UPitt Cathedral of Learning... across the street.
My train from Raleigh (whoo Amtrak!) wasn't due to get in to Pitt until midnight or so, so I figured I'd save $130 and just hang at a Denny's or some other 24hr place until the next morning. Okay, so I stayed up all night the night before too, to catch my 5:40am train, but hey. That's what caffeine is for.
Well, on the way from DC to Pitt, I mentioned this to a woman on the train, and she was, to say the least, a little concerned.
"Have you ever *been* to the downtown Pitt train station?" "Uh, no." "Have you ever been to downtown Pitt?" "Uh, no?" "Yeeeaaaaaah."
Well, I took a couple hour nap, and when I woke up, she invited me home.
No, not like that, silly readers. She had called ahead to her house, and told her husband the sitch, and they offered me their guest room for the night. He's an Antiochan Orthodox priest, and their stipulation was that I had to go to service the next morning, Sunday, since they wouldn't have time to drive me the 40 minutes to Pitt beforehand.
Gee, darn.
They were *fantastic*, and not only did the put me up for the night, they fed me breakfast, I got to see a really neat service, and afterwards they stuffed me with coffee, pirogies, and cake. All of which I later found out they had to pay into a fund for. Everyone at the church was just fabulous, and then they drove me in to Pitt, to the train station to get my luggage which I'd checked, and then to the hotel. They refused any payment for even gas money.
Every so often, people surprise the hell out of you.
My train from Raleigh (whoo Amtrak!) wasn't due to get in to Pitt until midnight or so, so I figured I'd save $130 and just hang at a Denny's or some other 24hr place until the next morning. Okay, so I stayed up all night the night before too, to catch my 5:40am train, but hey. That's what caffeine is for.
Well, on the way from DC to Pitt, I mentioned this to a woman on the train, and she was, to say the least, a little concerned.
"Have you ever *been* to the downtown Pitt train station?" "Uh, no." "Have you ever been to downtown Pitt?" "Uh, no?" "Yeeeaaaaaah."
Well, I took a couple hour nap, and when I woke up, she invited me home.
No, not like that, silly readers. She had called ahead to her house, and told her husband the sitch, and they offered me their guest room for the night. He's an Antiochan Orthodox priest, and their stipulation was that I had to go to service the next morning, Sunday, since they wouldn't have time to drive me the 40 minutes to Pitt beforehand.
Gee, darn.
They were *fantastic*, and not only did the put me up for the night, they fed me breakfast, I got to see a really neat service, and afterwards they stuffed me with coffee, pirogies, and cake. All of which I later found out they had to pay into a fund for. Everyone at the church was just fabulous, and then they drove me in to Pitt, to the train station to get my luggage which I'd checked, and then to the hotel. They refused any payment for even gas money.
Every so often, people surprise the hell out of you.
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