Plenty of food. Comfy bed. Good company.
No snow in sight.
And then, on the day I was to leave. Snow. Yuck. I hate snow.
We ventured out early on...the roads were shitty and hadn't been salted. Turned around, went back to my parent's house.
A few hours later we tried again. The roads were still shitty but had been salted. So we decided to press onward. At a roaring 25 to 30 mph on main arteries through Amish county in low gear in the Little Yellow Car that Could. Low fear for hold back...otherwise...the Little Yellow Car That Could...likes to take off like a Rocket Ship and we would have ended up in the ditch like lots of other people.
At blazing speeds we made a treacherous and scary journey to Wooster, OH and then to Ashland, OH. I counted all the tiny, small burgs as Glorious Victories. SUVs weren't faring much better. They just had better ground clearance and more weight. The Little Yellow Car that Could is made mostly of lightweight fiberglass and plastic.
The other drivers, even on the Ohio Turnpike (Yet another Glorious Victory!!!! We made it to an INTERSTATE!!!!!) were fairly courteous. The closer to Michigan we ventured, the less courteous and more scary the other drivers became. Yes, blaze past me on slickery road just to slam on your brakes because there are SNOW PLOWS in all the lanes....and somehow, you didn't manage to see all the hulk and flashing lights. Don't know how.
I gave up the driver's seat ten miles after the Michigan border at the first available rest stop. I had driven with total tunnel vision, utter concentration and steady on the pedal...on and off the shifting in and out of low gear for a grand total of...6.5 hours...which wouldn't have been so awful if the roads had been less treacherous. I was spent.
Jon then took over for the remaining hour and a half. He kept saying how interesting the roads were, so I'd look over, check his speed and tell him, the roads would get less interesting at a slower speed. The other drivers were plenty miffed at us...but they SHOULDN'T have been going as fast as they were driving and they shouldn't have been driving so close to our car as they were. We mainly just stuck ourselves in the slow lane (when there were lanes) behind some steady but slow semi truck. If those guys are going slow and steady, the roads aren't safe.
At last check, when I walked in the door and called my parents to let them know we were home safe, they had about 8 inches of snow...which I would have been stuck at their house unless someone plowed out their driveway for me. Yellow Car that Could bottoms out at around 8 inches...10 tops. It was still snowing when I called, so no idea what their total really was. Here, we had a good 5 inches...so I had to go out, find the show shovel and scrape off our porch.
Stupid snow.
I also need to shovel off the sidewalk, do the porch again, and buy salt.
I think idiots walking in the snow in front of other people's houses should be aware they could potentially fall on their asses and hurt themselves. I am not a store. I do not offer a public service. Therefore, they should have NO RIGHT to sue me..however, in this awesome country we live in, they somehow have that right. I think I should have signs made up that read
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