After the storm 2 years ago, in which it took me 11 hours to travel 11 miles home, I vowed not to drive in the snow again. So Monday morning I took two buses from Bothell to the eastside, which took 2.5 hours. Worked all day and got on the 545 bus to downtown Seattle, which also took 2.5 hours and got me only halfway home. The worst of it was crossing the 520 bridge at slower than walking speed, with many many stalls on the west hi-rise, including a few semis who should have known better than to attempt it without chains.
Apparently the city is using salt this time, but it’s so cold there’s almost no effect.
So I arrive in Pioneer Square at 8pm last night, and the bus driver recommended finding a place to stay instead of trying to get my second bus northbound on I-5. I stopped in the nastiest Skid Road bar I’ve ever been in, which was half full of other stranded commuters. One of them gave me the brilliant idea to take the light rail out to the airport and find an inexpensive hotel there.
At the Airport Hilton, no room at the inn, because everyone else seemed to have the same idea. They told me every hotel anywhere near the airport was booked, but the Grand Hyatt back in downtown Seattle had rooms, so I got back on the light rail and made it to the Hyatt at 7th and Pine.
(Thank God for the light rail, because all roads were pretty much impassable with stuck vehicles.)
The Hyatt was great - they put me in a corner suite for $143, saying they’d lowered their rates to help stranded people out.
Although every school system in Puget Sound is closed (including UW), my workplace is still open for business this morning, of course. Got up at 5:00 to assess the situation, and started calling co-workers. My boss was very cool, saying to do what I needed to do, and they’d just cope. After seeing the jack-knifed semi blocking all lanes of I-5 southbound, I decided to try to make my way home instead of potentially being stranded for a second night if I made it back to the eastside and got stuck there. There is a prescription medicine at home which I have to take daily, and the cats never got fed last night (nor the heat turned on).
The Hyatt desk clerk told me no buses were running, and no cabs to be had. Luckily she was wrong about the buses, and I got VERY lucky only having to wait 10 minutes for the one I needed. I’m in dress pants, dress shoes, a heavy coat, and only a baseball cap. Ears can get frostbitten pretty quickly at single-digit windchills.
This bus driver was insane, squeezing past stalled semis and other city buses. He told me his was one of only two he knew of on that route. I-5 was snow-pack all the way up to Lake City Way and all the way home. The exit ramp at Lake City Way was the scariest - uphill through a narrow tunnel with a stalled semi in the left lane - about a 2-inch clearance, but we made it. The driver assured me they WERE salting the roads - it just doesn’t do much at these temps.
I’m not even going to attempt going to work today. I’m going back to bed.