Parking

On Monday I drove into the BART parking lot at Fremont and immediately noticed that the big parking lot at the front of the BART station was closed off. Interesting. Then I noticed the parking lot right in front of the station turned into the handicap parking. Even more interesting, but made sense. I drove my usual u-turn around the horseshoe to get to the other side of the parking lot. The small lot was full (I was doing so good lately at getting a spot), so I had to head to the back. The parking in the back wasn't that bad, so I parked and forgot all about everything.
When I got to Fremont in the evening, I noticed that the large parking lot in the front was completely sectioned off and there were some straggler cars parked (probably from the weekend) but no one else. I told myself to investigate this. This could be a sign of bad times.

On Tuesday, the same thing happened, and I had to park in the back again. Sigh...okay, I'll have to walk a bit further. I again told myself to investigate since I forgot. Guess what? I forgot again.
So this morning I looked up BART.gov to see what was going on because you'd think if they're going to cut off a huge portion of the parking at a station that normally fills up by 10am, they'd think about posting something in their news features. Nope. Nothing. At least nothing that I could find.

I got to the BART station this morning and the parking lot was still closed off. I took my usual route around the horseshoe, the smaller parking lot was full again, so I headed to the back. It was like a BART parking lot nightmare. I guess more people go to work on Wednesday than any other day. I'm there early in the morning, so us early morning drivers kind of take over the parking lot and just drive willy-nilly however we want to. I do the same. So I took my usual route up the first lane to make a u-turn to my usual back parking lot spot. As soon as I headed up the lane, a lady in a gigantic SUV turned into the lane. I was annoyed, mad, crazed! I needed to get to my spot! So I stopped and sat there. Then I realized I was going down the wrong lane. And that I usually get mad at those who do that. So I had to back up after spending a few moments of us staring at each other. She continued down and then turned into the next lane while I went straight ahead down the wrong lane and turned in my normal lane and parked. So there.

When I got up to the train, I spent some time marveling at the amount of displaced people there were. Shutting off that front parking lot was really doing some damage to the peacefulness of early morning BART parking lot driving. It was like watching an ant colony. I wonder what the people who take BART at 9 or 10 are doing for parking? Maybe I should come to work even earlier so I can get my good front spot back.... Nah.