When will our eyes meet…When can I touch you?

(lyrics from Barry Manilow’s Weekend in New England. Get it?)

10:50am – leave home
10:54am – fill up gas tank. 10.2 gallons at $2.85 a gallon is $29.17
10:57am – stop at WaWa for $4.40 worth of coffee and snacks
11:05am – hit the road
2:00pm – stop at the Connecticut Welcome Station for liquid intake and outflow
4:42pm – STILL IN CONNECTICUT…there were 8 mile long bumper to bumper delays all through the state. Am despondent. Stop at another rest center for outflow and leg-stretching
7:04pm – arrive at hotel EIGHT hours later, for a trip that Google said would take about 5.5 hours.

Oh well. The hotel is nice, and the bed is comfy, so I don’t care.

Travel observations:

  • North Jersey smells bad. If you think Jersey is stinky and ugly, I implore you to take a trip to South Jersey. We have trees and parks and beaches that don’t smell like feet.
  • Seven years later, the NYC skyline is still unfamiliar to me since the WTC isn’t there. Eff you, bin Laden and eff Bush for losing sight of that goal.
  • I hate driving over bridges. I realized that as I was stuck in bumper to bumper traffic on the George Washington Bridge. I did wave a quick hello to Dr. Dave and Ani while I was praying the bridge wouldn’t collapse from under me.
  • The autumn foliage was gorgeous, which is what kept me from cutting myself while I was idling in Connecticut. I’m talking “scene on a 1000 piece puzzle” pretty – especially when I was stopped over rivers.
  • Every state has a welcome sign. Massachusetts’ sign had a turkey on it.
  • The logo for the Massachusetts Turnpike is a pilgrim hat.
  • I saw at least 2 signs in Massachusetts welcoming home the troops. Classy!

In retrospect, I should have gone to the BlogHer in Washington DC since it’s much closer. But I get to add Connecticut and Massachusetts to my paltry list of states I’ve visited.

Tomorrow’s the conference Please somebody please talk to me tomorrow. and Sunday is the ride home. Which I’m SURE will be shorter. I’m off Monday to recuperate.

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2 Responses to “When will our eyes meet…When can I touch you?”

  • marie Says:

    OMG I love that you quoted Barry Manilow! :-)
    It was great to meet you today & I look forward to reading your blog and sharing in your adventures :-)

  • laurie Says:

    I did not meet you there – sorry that I didn’t – but I’m down in DC. I was in that horror in Connecticut as well, and because I am a fool was in NYC at rush hour so it actually took me ten hours to get there (plus almost an hour at a Target outside of Baltimore because I have a problem!)

    It was great, wasn’t it? I am going to the DC stop tomorrow and speaking which Im’ looking forward to. Enjoy your day off. :)