Difference between revisions of "2013-03-04 42 -87"

Revision as of 17:17, 9 March 2013

Location

A long-term parking lot at Mitchell International Airport.

Participants

RocketMac

Plans

I was teaching a class when I saw the coordinates were reachable. After work is dinner with the in-laws, so I'll to go after that.

Expedition

Dinner with my in-laws is often a politically-charged, head-down-mouth-shut, affair. Tonight was no different. But in my head, I kept myself mentally alive thinking about a reachable hashpoint down by the airport.

Once things broke, I started my way down while my wife took her car straight home.

Upon arriving in the area, I realized this was not just a parking lot, but a long-term pay lot for the airport. At least in theory it shouldn't be too expensive to get in and out, but I wasn't sure what kind of patrols would be in the lot and looking at me like I was crazy.

I drove in and got my ticket. Already less than 500 ft from the spot, I pulled into a parking spot just two spaces away. I got out and started taking pictures of the space and the surrounding area like the control tower off in the distance.

...that's when I noticed the huge number of security cameras...

Okay. Time to go.

At the exit gate there was a completely empty credit card only lane and a cash (manned) tower with a long line. Like a sheeple, I pulled into the line for a bit. I just kept wondering what I would say when they saw my ticket was less than 15 minutes old. Would I lie and say I was just dropping someone off at their car? Would I try to explain the truth? Then it hit me to just go to the un-questioning machine.

Pulling over to the machine I made three attempts to get it to work. It kept telling me my ticket was invalid. I was just taking a picture of the machine when I patrol (private security) car pulled up and asked what I was doing. I just held up my ticket and said that the machine wasn't taking it. He took it and put it in the machine (like I was doing it wrong) and then told me I would have to wait in line. I thanked him as he was looking at me and scanning my car and rolled up my window. At the gate, I brightly said "good evening" to the woman who looked like she hated her job. That put her in a better mood and I kept the cheer going during our five minute interaction and by the end she was smiling as I left.

Perfect timing. The patrol guy had parked his car and entered the booth. He was pointing at my car as I pulled out.

Tracklog

My GPS tracklog is available in GPX and KMZ formats.

Photos

Parked two spots from the hashpoint
Control tower in the distance
Stupid grin
Ticket
Clock on machine
Receipt
Circled around spot
Compass

Achievements

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 == Expedition ==
+Dinner with my in-laws is often a politically-charged, head-down-mouth-shut, affair. Tonight was no different. But in my head, I kept myself mentally alive thinking about a reachable hashpoint down by the airport.
+Once things broke, I started my way down while my wife took her car straight home.
+Upon arriving in the area, I realized this was not just a parking lot, but a long-term pay lot for the airport. At least in theory it shouldn't be [[Admit_One_Geohash|too expensive]] to get in and out, but I wasn't sure what kind of patrols would be in the lot and looking at me like I was crazy.
+I drove in and got my ticket. Already less than 500 ft from the spot, I pulled into a parking spot just two spaces away. I got out and started taking pictures of the space and the surrounding area like the control tower off in the distance.
+...that's when I noticed the huge number of security cameras...
+Okay. Time to go.
+At the exit gate there was a completely empty credit card only lane and a cash (manned) tower with a long line. Like a sheeple, I pulled into the line for a bit. I just kept wondering what I would say when they saw my ticket was less than 15 minutes old. Would I lie and say I was just dropping someone off at their car? Would I try to explain the truth? Then it hit me to just go to the un-questioning machine.
+Pulling over to the machine I made three attempts to get it to work. It kept telling me my ticket was invalid. I was just taking a picture of the machine when I patrol (private security) car pulled up and asked what I was doing. I just held up my ticket and said that the machine wasn't taking it. He took it and put it in the machine (like I was doing it wrong) and then told me I would have to wait in line. I thanked him as he was looking at me and scanning my car and rolled up my window. At the gate, I brightly said "good evening" to the woman who looked like she hated her job. That put her in a better mood and I kept the cheer going during our five minute interaction and by the end she was smiling as I left.
+Perfect timing. The patrol guy had parked his car and entered the booth. He was pointing at my car as I pulled out.
 == Tracklog ==


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