On the fourth day of Blake being gone on a business trip it was time to load the girls in the car and head to the airport to pick him up. To save a little gas on the drive there I decided to roll all the windows down. It was still hot but at least I was saving a couple bucks. About five minutes into our adventure Sadie started throwing a fit because the wind was blowing her hair all over her face. This was frustrating for me because this was coming from a girl that begs to have her window rolled down every time we get into the car. After listening to her scream for awhile I gave up. I rolled up the windows, turned the air conditioning on and watched the gas meter start to fall.
Because I can't seem to figure out how long it takes to get to the airport from my house I always either arrive way too early or way too late. Last night we were way too early. Luckily at the Salt Lake airport there is a parking lot for those of us who are too anxious to pick up our travelers. I pulled in, parked, rolled down the windows and turned off the car. After about thirty-seconds I was hot but I refused to turn the air conditioning back on. While wiping the sweat off my forehead I looked at all the other cars with their engines going, windows up and cool wind blowing through the passenger's hair. I wasn't about to do that. I had no idea how much longer we would be waiting and I didn't want to "waste" my gas.
After sitting in a hot, parked car for more than twenty minutes my girls started to get restless. I turned on the music to entertain them. That lasted for a minute. Sadie ate fruit snacks while Maddie entertained herself with the package. Another five minutes went by and that's when I noticed the beads of sweat all over Sadie's face. This is the point when I gave in. The windows got rolled up and the air conditioning was turned on. It's one thing for me to suffer to save a few bucks but who am I to put my kids through misery for my silly cause?
The minute I got Blake's text saying that his plane had landed I prematurely drove towards the pick-up curb. Because I wasn't being very patient we ended up waiting in our parked car right next to a sign that said, "No parking. No waiting." for about fifteen minutes. I sat there nervously the whole time. Finally Blake hopped in the car and we made our way home.
Needless to say I have learned my lesson. I will definitely be wearing more deodorant next time I pick someone up from the airport.
Friday, July 18, 2008
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Sorry for all the delays, Lindz. Next time I'll lie and say I'll get in a little later so you won't have to wait so long. :)
Yay, I get to do that exact thing in about 3 hours. I will have to make sure not to leave TOO early!
Oh yeah, the airport is always fun.
They do say, though, because of the drag on the car that opening the windows produces, that at speeds above 35-40 MPH it's actually more fuel efficient to run the A/C!
This is great news, Jordan! Thanks for making my day!
I'm glad to read that it's more fuel efficient to run the A/C. I'm all about comfort - even (sadly) if it costs me more money. It's good to know that it doesn't. :-)
That is one thing I have to give into... AC in the car. Sometimes when I am leaving the store and Jordyn gets fussy, I just sit in the back of the car with the AC cranked and nurse her. I think I have used more gas running my AC than actually driving.
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