Next up is a favorite of mine. When we drive to MDA we normally park on the upper levels of the clinic parking garage for two reasons. First MDA is so busy that you can't hardly ever find a spot on the lower more convenient levels. Second because everything is bigger in Texas...except for the parking spots. I have seen some very determined people on the road to a trip to the body shop, because they where absolutely sure that a 6 ft wide spot spot was plenty of room to try and jam a full sized Ford F-150 pickup into.
Each and every time we park on the upper level (regardless of day or time) there sits a very lonely red Ferrari Testerossa. It's always in the same spot, but doesn't look like its collecting dust so it obviously has an owner. I can only marvel at his or her tenacity at driving a $200K super car each and every day to MDA through the obstacle course of road construction, parking bumps, crazy taxi drivers and Houston pot holes. Although I suppose it is equally possible that the initial drive to MDA was so nerve wracking that the owner has given up leaving and now elects to just garage it there rather than risk damaging it on a return trip home. In my younger days I would have thought that seeing one of these cars in the "wild" was impossibly cool. Now I think about the all interest that the owner could be earning if he/she had settled for a more practical alternative (like a Lexus or BMW) instead. I must be getting old...sigh.
One last thing. We got approval from MDA to travel. Dr. Kebriaei is now confident that Ann's immune system is strong enough to be exposed to the public in limited circumstances and with precautions in more crowed surroundings. Translation: It's OK to go out to a restaurant when it's not busy and it's OK to fly, if she wears a mask. This means we can finally get to visit our friends in New England without whom we never would have made it this far.
See you soon!