Sorry I've been so lax in posting lately. Things have been busy and when I find myself with time to post..... I can not wrap my mind around what to post about. It's a vicious circle.
Yesterday, Gary needed to take the boat to Connecticut to have some work done on it. My mother asked if Hannah could go to the beach with her for the day instead of ride with us. hmmmm..... it really wasn't a hard decision for Hannah to make. On one hand, we have the beach, complete with gulls, sand and sun. On the other hand, we have a drive to CT, with traffic, tolls and giants scoops of B-O-R-I-N-G.
Gary and I are scooting along 95 south just as rush hour is beginning. Oh wow- if you have not driven in Massachusetts at rush hour YOU HAVE NOT LIVED. There's nothing in the world like being less than 3 feet from the car in front of you, traveling at 70mph...... it really gets the blood pumping nicely. One person applying the brakes needlessly can cause a chain reaction traffic jam that can last for a long time.
We delivered the boat with a promise from them that it will be ready for pick-up on June 29th. In other words.....oh vay! I get to make this trip again! Heading home.... it was hot. We had the AC on screech and it was very comfortable in the cab of the truck. I took a picture of the outside temperature to share with you....
About 5 miles before the Hampton Tolls in New Hampshire, we come to this: A dead stopped jam.
We happened to be right near an exit so Gary pulled off and took a left. He said if he could get a few miles north on Route 1, he could avoid the jam but unfortunately, Route 1 North was totally jammed as well. He turn left again, cut through a school parking lot and turned right onto a back road. Winding from one back road to another, I got confused. I had no idea where we were. Maybe near an industrial park? There were CocaCola packaging facilities and big trucks. Suddenly, we were back at 95 north PAST the Hampton Tolls and heading home again.
"Gary, how in God's name did you know where we were going?" I asked him.
"I worked down here a couple times when I was with NES." he replied.
"Come on, Gary, that was 10 years ago. How the hell can you remember which way to go after 10 years?"
He says, "Sheri, I just do and the roads are the same and the direction of north hasn't changed. Be more observant of your surroundings. If you travel a road once, you should be able to remember where you went."
"Um, hello, Gary, I can not even remember what I did yesterday, let alone where I drove 10 years ago. No amount of observing is going to help me in this respect."
I'm just thankful that he has the inner common sense to know what to do when faced with a challenge like that. After 23 years, the man still amazes me. I would still be sitting in that traffic jam, sweltering in the heat.