Hello. DW and I just returned today from a Most Magical Vacation at WDW (actually, the Disney part ended on Monday

, and the last few days were spent trying to find enjoyment in a house fifteen minutes from the Gulf of Mexico in a sleepy, OH-so-sleepy little town in southwest Florida), and we, too, opted to drive down and back.
First, I will admit to being QUITE shaken up upon being informed early yesterday morning of the possibility of a gas shortage coinciding with our return trip home. Much as I like Florida (well, central Florida, anyway), I did not relish the tought of being stranded down there with dwindling funds, blistered feet, and tired psyches. In fact, it helped me (along with the fact that we were just bored senseless in our "quaint" little south Florida beach town) to make the decision to go ahead and come back early (we were originally not due to return home until sometime on Labor Day).
Now, I drove a car equipped with XM satellite radio, and so I decided to turn it over to the Open Road channel and listen to my ol' pal, the Truckin' Bozo himself, Dale Sommers (sp?). Well, now, people were calling in and telling alarming tales of gas at some stations around Atlanta selling for over $5.00 a gallon, and yet another person called in to tell of a run on gas occurring in Macon. And this I heard as I was just about to leave Florida and drive into Georgia.
So what did I do? I filled up right before I crossed the Georgia state line (at a cost of, I believe, $3.09/gallon); filled up again about ten miles north of the Dreaded Macon (and I did personally have to wait in a line of...one whole car before me, and only because the price at that particular BP station was still at $2.89/gallon, while the surrounding stations had raised their price to $2.99/gal.); and filled up once more last night just north of Dalton, GA, at $3.09/gal.
I then stayed overnight in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, and I filled up, without incident, at a BP for the hefty price of $3.19/gallon. I was then on my merry way back to Middletown, Ohio, and only had to fill up once more at a BP station in southern Kentucky to the tune of $3.09 per gal. And there I saw for the first (and only) time on our trip a sign that limited one's gas purchase to no more than $30.00... and, right next to that sign, on the particular pump I was using, the pump readout gave away the fact that the previous motorist to use that self same pump had actually paid thirty-
two dollars. So much for rationing.
At no point in my travels, yesterday or today, did I witness any long lines, closed stations, or general panic or malaise. I did overhear a couple of people joking about the upping of the gasoline prices. But then I remembered that for weeks now, certain factions of both the local and national media have been predicting gas prices to top the three dollar mark this Labor Day weekend, anyway, and I started to breathe easier once more.
Yes, I do admit to getting rather antsy (to put it mildly) at the thought of a gas shortage, and I do realize that it's quite a bit easier to have this rather flippant outlook now I'm safe and secure in my comfy home, and I've no idea what either the immediate future, or the Big Picture holds for us, but I do think that I (and others) have made/are making a little too much hay over this particular topic at this particular time. I mean, looking back on my trip, the single biggest factor to impact my trip to WDW was not gas shortages, but, rather, the mass epidemic of ill-behaved children whose parents did absolutely
NOTHING to chastise or correct them. I still shudder to think about it.
