I wish I could get into the spirit here but I can't. I missed most of yesterday's because of the weather, but elsewhere in the city people did see it. Yet there was no reason for me to have assumed I should have been in one of those other places. By the time anyone knows where to be, it's too late. It's the luck of the draw, and I keep drawing a deuce.
Much the same happened in 2017 with the addition of cross country travel. Again nature was cruel at the watch party I attended 40 miles inland (you'd think inland would be a safer bet, right?), as a thunderstorm completely blocked our view. When I returned to my waterfront hotel that evening, I learned that everyone there had seen the eclipse just fine.
For the 1992 annular in Southern Calidornia, same thing. We were socked in at Pacific Palisades, but people a few miles down the coast gor to see it.
I can't travel next year, and 2045 is unthinkable; I'll be north of 85 by then if I'm still even around. I feel like a part of life that meant so much to me has passed me by. I feel I made a reasonable effort here, but it never panned out. I don't have a long bucketlist, but witnessing a total eclipse, or even an annular, was always on it.
Edited by Those Who Squirm!, 16 October 2023 - 01:52 AM.