Donald V. Calamia (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} critic_don) wrote,@ 2008-03-01 16:07:00 |
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YIKES! WHAT A DRIVE!
Well, THAT was a fine way to end a night of theater!
Last night's drive home from Ann Arbor was a nightmare. Not just because of the snow that was rapidly falling and slickening up the pavement. It was the idiot drivers sailing past me at high rates of speed and dodging in and out of traffic on M-14 that was the truly scary part.
For the most of my 33-mile drive, traffic was moving at about 35 miles-per-hour and in single file, since no one could figure out where the lanes were. So a long row of cars decided to leave it up to a semi driver who seemed to know the road quite well. But sure enough, flying past us were plenty of idiots in their SUVs, pick-up trucks and really old cars that you KNEW had to be riding on tread-bare tires.
And while that's nothing new, it DID surprise me - only because at one point, several cars and trucks had slipped off the road, which to ME signalled that the roads were way too treacherous to go much faster than at a turtle's pace. But no, these idiots didn't even slow down. (And I secretly wished I'd later pass THEM on the side of the road, too. And who knows: Maybe I did, because there were plenty more cars in the ditch as I continued on my way.)
So rather than my usual 32 minute ride, it took me nearly an hour. But that's okay - because I made it home safely, white knuckles and all!
Well, THAT was a fine way to end a night of theater!
Last night's drive home from Ann Arbor was a nightmare. Not just because of the snow that was rapidly falling and slickening up the pavement. It was the idiot drivers sailing past me at high rates of speed and dodging in and out of traffic on M-14 that was the truly scary part.
For the most of my 33-mile drive, traffic was moving at about 35 miles-per-hour and in single file, since no one could figure out where the lanes were. So a long row of cars decided to leave it up to a semi driver who seemed to know the road quite well. But sure enough, flying past us were plenty of idiots in their SUVs, pick-up trucks and really old cars that you KNEW had to be riding on tread-bare tires.
And while that's nothing new, it DID surprise me - only because at one point, several cars and trucks had slipped off the road, which to ME signalled that the roads were way too treacherous to go much faster than at a turtle's pace. But no, these idiots didn't even slow down. (And I secretly wished I'd later pass THEM on the side of the road, too. And who knows: Maybe I did, because there were plenty more cars in the ditch as I continued on my way.)
So rather than my usual 32 minute ride, it took me nearly an hour. But that's okay - because I made it home safely, white knuckles and all!
