photo courtesy of Dreamstock - by Leopolo.
In case anyone is interested, I am still in my boot after toe surgery. The pin is out (whew!), but I'm still healing. After two weeks of foot elevated with ice, I graduated in May to being able to go to work but no driving. Say what? This is Texas. I work an hour away. And no, there's no public transportation. Are you crazy?
What to do? Hitch a ride? Fat chance and nobody I know was headed north and west to the "country". So I gave Uber a whirl. Quite an adventure.
It was rather easy to get a ride in the morning. There were plenty of Uber drivers circling the Mid-Cities (between Dallas and Fort Worth). The majority had clean cars and were very professional. Two drivers were older hippie dudes - one a retired trucker, the other just floating through life. They had good senses of humor and were enjoying being Uber drivers. I had another fellow who was a college student. Uber was flexible for his schedule. Another young fellow surprised me - He was a big fellow. Based on his accent, I surmised he was from an African nation, but he was listening to a pop station when I got in the car. I would have not have guessed him keeping the beat to Meagan Trainor or Justin Bieber.
Everyone was surprised at the drive and how rural it was an hour away. I hope they left bread crumbs to get back to civilization. Indeed, it was much harder to get a ride back home in the afternoon. One of my work guys had to drive me into "town" about 15-20 minutes in to even get an Uber signal. Then it was surge pricing due to lack of supply.
All in all, I survived the two weeks of depending on strangers. I spun the roulette ride wheel and was lucky. Now I"m back in my own glorious blue Chevy Cruz. I am allowed to drive with a sandal, and then put on the boot at work. I can play my own station and music, I can pop the sun roof.
I feel free....