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WP Prompt of the Day: What’s the worst travel experience you’ve ever had?
Picture it, Sicily, 1922 Rhode Island, 1987. I’m 10, it’s the day after Christmas, and I’m leaving on a week-long trip to Florida to visit my aunt and cousin with my favorite uncle. I’m excited, because this is my first trip by plane, and will be the farthest I’ve ever been from home. The first leg of the flight is short: Greene Airport to LaGuardia, flying on a small commuter flight. I was fine going up, but a mess coming down. That was the flight that showed me that no matter how good my sea-legs are, they don’t matter in the air.
Oh, and the Motel 6 I stayed in on the last night of my drive up to Canada was a fucking crack house.
It’s hump day, y’all, and there’s white shit on the ground outside. I woke up before the sun was up, stretched, waking up the furry lump sleeping next to my feet. Podrick padded up my chest for his first snuggle of the day.
I had a shitty cam shift. First, my hair turned out fucking fabulous, which pissed me off because it would have looked amazing with a clown look, which I hadn’t done. Then I couldn’t decide what I wanted to wear. I looked fabulous in just Shawshank‘s robe while setting up, but that look wouldn’t show near enough skin to get traffic in a stream. I spent some time trying to figure out the best way to deal with my cords. We took some power bars from Shady Acres, eliminating my need to move one from the living room to the bedroom for work. It’s plugged into a big ol’ orange extension cord, which runs under/around the bed and over to my workspace. Any time I try to change things a little, I get annoyed, so naturally, I was in a snit by the time I was ready to stream …
… which took a while to do, because none of my shit was working properly. OBS was spitting out plugin errors, then it lost my camera, my control deck lost macros, I deactivated shit I didn’t need to because the OBS errors looked dire but aren’t, macros and plugins mysteriously disappeared, then reappeared, and Windows wanted an update. I managed to get online 20 minutes late, and spent a fuckload of time talking to myself.
On top of that, Podrick was a shithead all night. I kept hearing noises from the common areas while I was streaming, and he didn’t let up until we were in bed.
I hope today is better. My hair looks insane, so I might do clown stuff today.
