creeper
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We come up with this great idea. Drive up to NY for the holidays and stay in the Bighorn... Really, how bad could it be?
I have to say, I nearly committed murder today.
We leave Georgia early Friday morning. Have a long drive of about 415 miles. Pull into this OUTSTANDING RV park in Roanoke Rapids, SC (The RV Resort for those wanting to know. Easy on easy off and $15 for sewer, water and wifi to combat Wally Mart).
Anyhow, we leave early Saturday morning and we get nailed with traffic at Washington D.C. , this is where I start to percolate. THEN, an absolutely brilliant driver decides he doesn't need to be in this left exit lane, which there are two left exit lanes. Therefore he decides to stop and turn right to cross 3 lanes and get where he wants to go. Panic stop time for the Ford and Bighorn..... Wife screaming, horn blazing and this nitwit continues.... We just missed him and ended up door to door with him. I give him the one finger salute and the wife is screaming at him.
Then of course more traffic in Baltimore, some more in Maryland. We decide we need out of the truck time and go into the rest stop. BOY was that a mistake. As we walk to cross the street a nice gentleman stops and lets us cross. I say to my wife, he's not from the Northeast. Just for kicks and giggles we check the plate, yup South Carolina. As we get inside I get pushed twice because i guess I wasn't walking fast enough. We get some food and the cashier is busy talking to her friends and mumbles something to me, when I say excuse me she yells at me.. $12 she yells. We Down two cardboard meat patties masquerading as burgers and we had enough.
We leave in disgust and my level frustration/anger level is about a 5.
Hit more traffic due to rubber neckers on a minor fender bender and I'm at a 6.
We make it to NJ and think we're on the home stretch. Missed our exit because no one would let us merge over from the middle lane and I'm at a 7. Have to go almost to the George Washington Bridge to make a U-turn. Then because of heavy traffic in snowy icy conditions, people decide to use the break in the median that says, DO NOT USE to cut into the other lanes. 1, 2, 3 and they are causing the other lanes to stop and avoid them and then NUMBER 4... He shoots across two lanes and STOPS in front of us on RT. 95..... Horn blazing, wife screaming and I shoot to a 10..
We sit in traffic and make a U-turn in Fort Lee, NJ... Not fun for those who have never been there... We try to get back on 95, but can't because.............. Yup, the lovely people of NY/NJ won't let us merge over...So we end up on Route 4 and as soon as we do I go nuts... For those who don't know you can spend a month on Route 4 and we did.. Took us a hour to go 3 miles. In this time we start to get cut off, by people who want to be in our lane and just push their car there, you know the move.. Just put your nose in and don't look at the person you are cutting off. The worst was this woman who nearly clipped my truck. She wasn't stopping for anything.. Of course I go Rifle at the top of the water tower mad and get out of the truck, with full in tensions of beating on her window and asking in a polite and mannerly why.. WHAT THE HECK IS SHE THINKING... Wife quickly talks sense into me as the woman and her friends lock their doors.
I get back in the truck and man I'm steaming. Wife tries to talk me down off the water tower and says... Just remember that's why we moved out of NY. I shoot her a you're going to be riding in the bed of the truck look and she knows it's now time for her to be quiet and let me vent to myself. I rarely ever get this mad, heck I don't even remember ever getting this steamed and I was steamed.. Wife starts talking to her friends on the cellphone and all they hear is me cursing to myself.
Another 1 1/2 hours and we're pulling into the campground, after a 12 1/2 hour drive, which should have taken 7. The campground happens to be an uphill slope covered with hard packed snow. Good thing I had 4 wheel drive. Had a tough time getting into the spot. 1 foot of snow on either side. Good thing I had the sense to bring my one and only left over snow shovel.
Get hooked up... campground Water line frozen.. had to dig threw the snow to find sewer. Cable doesn't work... It's 9 degrees... Sitting here with the fireplace going and 2 electric heaters to keep warm.... Only NOW am i starting to settle down 1am and I'm at a level 1.... To our surprise the campground has good wifi.
Camper at 65 degrees, underbelly at 39 degrees and basement storage at 41 heated with lamp(started at 34). Outside 9 degrees and snowing... Furnace ran twice in the last 1 1/2 hours and only for a couple of minutes.
I feel better now I vented....
I have to say, I nearly committed murder today.
We leave Georgia early Friday morning. Have a long drive of about 415 miles. Pull into this OUTSTANDING RV park in Roanoke Rapids, SC (The RV Resort for those wanting to know. Easy on easy off and $15 for sewer, water and wifi to combat Wally Mart).
Anyhow, we leave early Saturday morning and we get nailed with traffic at Washington D.C. , this is where I start to percolate. THEN, an absolutely brilliant driver decides he doesn't need to be in this left exit lane, which there are two left exit lanes. Therefore he decides to stop and turn right to cross 3 lanes and get where he wants to go. Panic stop time for the Ford and Bighorn..... Wife screaming, horn blazing and this nitwit continues.... We just missed him and ended up door to door with him. I give him the one finger salute and the wife is screaming at him.
Then of course more traffic in Baltimore, some more in Maryland. We decide we need out of the truck time and go into the rest stop. BOY was that a mistake. As we walk to cross the street a nice gentleman stops and lets us cross. I say to my wife, he's not from the Northeast. Just for kicks and giggles we check the plate, yup South Carolina. As we get inside I get pushed twice because i guess I wasn't walking fast enough. We get some food and the cashier is busy talking to her friends and mumbles something to me, when I say excuse me she yells at me.. $12 she yells.
We Down two cardboard meat patties masquerading as burgers and we had enough.We leave in disgust and my level frustration/anger level is about a 5.
Hit more traffic due to rubber neckers on a minor fender bender and I'm at a 6.
We make it to NJ and think we're on the home stretch. Missed our exit because no one would let us merge over from the middle lane and I'm at a 7. Have to go almost to the George Washington Bridge to make a U-turn. Then because of heavy traffic in snowy icy conditions, people decide to use the break in the median that says, DO NOT USE to cut into the other lanes. 1, 2, 3 and they are causing the other lanes to stop and avoid them and then NUMBER 4... He shoots across two lanes and STOPS in front of us on RT. 95..... Horn blazing, wife screaming and I shoot to a 10..
We sit in traffic and make a U-turn in Fort Lee, NJ... Not fun for those who have never been there... We try to get back on 95, but can't because.............. Yup, the lovely people of NY/NJ won't let us merge over...So we end up on Route 4 and as soon as we do I go nuts... For those who don't know you can spend a month on Route 4 and we did.. Took us a hour to go 3 miles.
In this time we start to get cut off, by people who want to be in our lane and just push their car there, you know the move.. Just put your nose in and don't look at the person you are cutting off. The worst was this woman who nearly clipped my truck. She wasn't stopping for anything.. Of course I go Rifle at the top of the water tower mad and get out of the truck, with full in tensions of beating on her window and asking in a polite and mannerly why.. WHAT THE HECK IS SHE THINKING... Wife quickly talks sense into me as the woman and her friends lock their doors. I get back in the truck and man I'm steaming.
Wife tries to talk me down off the water tower and says... Just remember that's why we moved out of NY. I shoot her a you're going to be riding in the bed of the truck look and she knows it's now time for her to be quiet and let me vent to myself. I rarely ever get this mad, heck I don't even remember ever getting this steamed and I was steamed.. Wife starts talking to her friends on the cellphone and all they hear is me cursing to myself. Another 1 1/2 hours and we're pulling into the campground, after a 12 1/2 hour drive, which should have taken 7. The campground happens to be an uphill slope covered with hard packed snow.
Good thing I had 4 wheel drive. Had a tough time getting into the spot. 1 foot of snow on either side. Good thing I had the sense to bring my one and only left over snow shovel. Get hooked up... campground Water line frozen.. had to dig threw the snow to find sewer. Cable doesn't work... It's 9 degrees... Sitting here with the fireplace going and 2 electric heaters to keep warm.... Only NOW am i starting to settle down 1am and I'm at a level 1
.... To our surprise the campground has good wifi. Camper at 65 degrees, underbelly at 39 degrees and basement storage at 41 heated with lamp(started at 34). Outside 9 degrees and snowing... Furnace ran twice in the last 1 1/2 hours and only for a couple of minutes.
I feel better now I vented....
