Oprah and Gail have nothing on us. We can do a great road trip adventure with the best of them.
Our trip started out nice enough. I seriously over packed. Terry basically packed her toothbrush and clean panties and called it a day. She knew we had to walk up two flights of stairs to get to our really lovely room. It took two trips of me lugging like a beast of burden. She just skipped up the stairs and was done. I digress.
I did have my computer, change of undies, new jeans and a pair of capris, and shirt. Otherwise, nothing else.
Before we can make that climb, we had to get there.
We gassed up at Costco and eased on down the road. Terry hates to turn on her windshield wipers full speed. I understand. I dont like it when they make that squeaky sound. Very annoying. But they only make that sound when it is drizzling. When the sky opens up and the water is a solid sheet across the windshield, super slow doesnt do the job.
That makes for the following conversation. Can I get into the other lane? I have no idea, I cant see a thing. But Im not driving, so I dont have to see out the windshield. You know I do it just to make you crazy. Sure do. Works like a charm.
We got to route 95 and Terry was still in denial that it was pouring. I mean it was like we were driving on the ocean floor. I thought I saw Flipper and Shamu swim past us. Really.
I had the wipers on full speed when we started to merge on 95
I really thought at one point our lane was merging with the one the guy in the SUV was in but in a monsoon, one cannot see!!!!
Terry was doing okay until this jerk tried to merge into our lane. I found out I couldnt sit on her lap while she was driving. I tried! I was just trying to get out of the way of the SUV that was threatening to crush my side of the car. Then cars passed her on both sides and filled the windshield with a wall of water. We had to find a place for lunch. Both of our nerves needed to be calmed.
I remember that after the SUV idiot tried to become one with me that all of a sudden a wall of water hit my car. Like going under a waterfall and stopping for 5 seconds.
I really lost it at that point. I was telling Stephanie I needed to get off the road NOW. I was really panicking. I felt like I was having a meltdown. We started looking for an exit after I would try and even get over to the right hand lane
We had a great lunch. Nice drinks. Good food. Relax.
It only took us going past the little driveway with a sign saying turn here for UNO Chicago Grill and going back on the highway for me to almost cry!!! Took the next exit and by then Stephanie was putting a CD that was Spectromagic music. I really started crying then. I was hungry and the food and drinks really was worth driving in a circle to get there.
I found that I shouldnt answer my cellphone. Tornado warnings are coming your way. Gee, thanks. I put the phone on vibrate and stuck it in the bottom of my purse.
On the road again and we are doing okay until we got onto the Garden State Parkway. Were less than 30 minutes away!! There were so many cars pulled over. We did our Twister imitation..
Look out! branch! Look out! tire
Look out! Tree! Yes, there was a tree in the middle of the road. By this time Terry was singing and it was okay. The wipers were on high and not doing diddly.
I kept thinking that if I concentrated on the words of the songs, I would not want to stop and lay down and give up. I know one should really pull over, but after driving down to WV when the snow was coming right at us, and Hal and I would just keep going, I thought I better do the same thing. So singing off key and talking non stop did the trick. Thank goodness Stephanie was very understanding.
Terry is a good driver (said in my best Dustin Hoffman in Rainman voice), because we did make it to the motel unscathed. We had a marvelous dinner. Just the best. The temperature dropped like a rock, so when she suggested we see the beach, I said sure so long as we kept the windows up. Then of course as we passed it, I opened the window so we could smell that great salt air.
The place where we stayed is perfect. The beds are not like what Fred and Wilma sleep on. Yeah, we are not right on the ocean, but we are not the swimming kind.
We went to Godmothers for supper and had the best Veal Marsalla I have ever had. SOOOOO very tender. We shared a Crem Brule which was just sinful.
Went back to the hotel and played on the computers for a while but we were exhausted after the FUN drive
Sunday we got up at the crack of dawn, I lugged all my stuff down into the trunk in two trips and we were on our way to a wonderful breakfast.
We shopped and walked and shopped and walked. We drove up to Ocean City and had a fantastic lunch.
We wanted to do a little walking on the Boardwalk but were not going to pay $8 for just an hours worth
And then we drove home without incident. (except for the exit for home, but Ill let Terry tell that!)
A really wonderful trip.