These past couple days I had the joy of experiencing two very different and rare phenomenon.. The first being "glowing tide" and the second being a Padres victory. I will begin with the former.
Now, I recommend you google this, because its actually pretty cool- but every now and then something happens with plankton.. or kelp.. or something.. and the water turns red and smells gross.. and its really kinda gross.. but then when night comes, whenever there is a disruption in the water, it glows like a glow stick!!! so when waves and the tide comes in.. and its usually all white and foamy- it glows a really bright green color. I seriously can't get over it. I checked it out with some friends on Monday, and then again on Tuesday. When there is enough of whatever makes it glow when water comes in, the footprints you left in the sand would have glowy water left in it.. and you could kick the water, and it would splash glowy-ness, or kick the sand- and it would glow.. way cool, pretty magical.
The second rare phenomenon was a Padres victory! yay! My friend and I were able to make it to the last game of the season, where we pulled off a win against the Cubs, also very fun.. it got a little chilly, so it was a good thing I packed my WSU snuggie. go cougs!
A few weeks ago I had to go to Ontario for work. It took about 3 minutes to figure that "Ontario, CA" was about two hours North, and thats where I was actually going.. the 3 minutes prior I thought I was going to Canada. I have also learned that as far as Southern California is concerned, Canada doesn't exist.
So I type the address into my handy little GPS and start on my way.
I have learned that California will tax you on anything it possibly can. .05 cent state tax on candy, soda, and other various unhealthy goodies... $12.50 tax on an already $40 parking ticket... and now, my new enemy, toll roads.
So Im traveling along this road, and I come to a stop, like I was crossing some sort of border and read the overhead sign. $3 toll.
three dollar toll... wait. what? What is this.. the three billy goats gruff? So I fish out my debit card.
"Cash only". the attractive man unattractive woman tells me.
My least favorite words. This girl does't carry cash because I don't plan on traveling to 1997 anytime soon.. "yah, sorry.. I only have a card.. can I pay online or something" I figured if you can pay your parking tickets online, maybe you can do this too.. She let me go with a warning. phew. crisis averted.
So I keep traveling along, get off the exit and on to a new highway.. and I see another toll sign. Awesome. This one was .50 cents. Okay, maybe I can scrounge up half a dollar to pay the toll..
No, I actually didn't have .50 cents. I searched my car, purse, cup holders, console, everything for .50 cents. I found about .07 cents, almost .50 cents in CANADIAN money (had I been going to Ontario, Canada, I would be getting somewhere), and obviously- a $5 circus circus poker chip from Vegas.
My turn was up.. an even more attractive man less attractive woman than the one previoulsy encountered stuck out her hand ".50 cents please".. I told her I had about .50 cents Canadian, .07 cents US and a $5 Circus Circus chip. Kill me, Ive already had my toll warning.. what is going to happen?
Maybe they would make me work as a toll money taker.. maybe in a year after slaving for the California toll master, I would too look like one of these really attractive men very unfortunate looking women.
She gave me a card to pay online.. I knew that had to have been an option.
(FYI, there is a $5 minimum to pay online..) I wonder if I get a toll credit.
On my way home, I had to find a way to go around these toll roads.. In hindsight (which we all know is always 20/20) I guess I could have went to an ATM.. but I found my way around these toll roads.
Long story short, I got lost and ended up at the Mexico border.
Moral of the story, carry the currency of your own country with you just in case.
