When I missed the first bus to the airport by literally two seconds I thought I was doomed, but I guess I was just getting all my bad luck out of the wau early! I caught the next one and still got there in plenty of time, the TSA agent I thought was going to be She-Wolf of the SS didn't even confiscate any of my tools (she was actually fairly jovial) and I didn't get murdered on the L from the airport. Hooray!
Suzy picked me up at the train station and we went to meet my new ride. I told her, "this is like every prom night I never went to, all at once !" (Only about ten million times cooler, let's be real.) The car looked fabulous. Maybe it was just my imagination but it might have been the shiniest one in the shop. We went over all the maintenance stuff and did a last-minute lighter swap (the original wasn't charging my phone) and then it was time to hit the road!