DumboOrBust
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- Apr 14, 2000
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<font face="comic sans ms"> Well, folks I'm ready to leave. Please have good thoughts for me today as I drive. I'm not scared but it never hurts to have a little extra pixie dust. See you soon.
***UPDATE***
Well, here's my update on Day 1. When I was getting fairly close to the Mississippi border, a highway patrolman flew by me with his lights/sirens going. I thought, "Oh. I hope no one is hurt." Well, several more highway patrolmen passed me at a high rate of speed. When I got about 7 miles from the Miss. board, all of a sudden traffic stopped. We literally stopped for about 30 minutes. I thought there must be a pretty bad wreck, but I wasn't sure. We started creeeeeeping along. In fact, we were going so slow that the guy two cars ahead of me got out and made himself a sandwich from stuff in his trunk. He took the bread, spread the mustard, and put on the deli meat. He then got a Coke from his cooler. We kept creeping along and periodically policemen would be waving us all into the left-hand land. To make a long story short (if that's still possible) it took me 2 hours and 15 minutes to go about 8 or 9 miles. I had no idea what was happening. I started getting kind of upset because I assumed that it must be a huge wreck and that people were most likely hurt/killed. Since Alan and I take a lot of road trips, we've seen some horrific wrecks. I finally get close to the border (2 hours and 15 minutes later), and I hear the tail end of a newscast and apparently--They were painting the bridge over the Mississippi River, and they had quit painting for the holiday but had left it blocked off to ONE LANE.She said traffic was backed up for 22 miles. I wasn't mad. I was just upset and worried. It's a good thing I don't have road rage. I'm not sure how those people ( ) handled it. So, I had to stop about 140 miles short of my destination, but I am in one piece and don't have to be there until Tuesday at 5:00 P.M.
This is why I always allow extra time. I'm going to go now and eat my low fat lunchable. Whoo Hoo!
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***UPDATE***
Well, here's my update on Day 1. When I was getting fairly close to the Mississippi border, a highway patrolman flew by me with his lights/sirens going. I thought, "Oh. I hope no one is hurt." Well, several more highway patrolmen passed me at a high rate of speed. When I got about 7 miles from the Miss. board, all of a sudden traffic stopped. We literally stopped for about 30 minutes. I thought there must be a pretty bad wreck, but I wasn't sure. We started creeeeeeping along. In fact, we were going so slow that the guy two cars ahead of me got out and made himself a sandwich from stuff in his trunk. He took the bread, spread the mustard, and put on the deli meat. He then got a Coke from his cooler. We kept creeping along and periodically policemen would be waving us all into the left-hand land. To make a long story short (if that's still possible) it took me 2 hours and 15 minutes to go about 8 or 9 miles. I had no idea what was happening. I started getting kind of upset because I assumed that it must be a huge wreck and that people were most likely hurt/killed. Since Alan and I take a lot of road trips, we've seen some horrific wrecks. I finally get close to the border (2 hours and 15 minutes later), and I hear the tail end of a newscast and apparently--They were painting the bridge over the Mississippi River, and they had quit painting for the holiday but had left it blocked off to ONE LANE.She said traffic was backed up for 22 miles. I wasn't mad. I was just upset and worried. It's a good thing I don't have road rage. I'm not sure how those people ( ) handled it. So, I had to stop about 140 miles short of my destination, but I am in one piece and don't have to be there until Tuesday at 5:00 P.M.
This is why I always allow extra time. I'm going to go now and eat my low fat lunchable. Whoo Hoo!
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