1. No one else is on the road.
2. Um, well, that's about it.
3. Oh, wait, actually, I like it to be light outside and for the weather to be good.
4. And I like to know where I'm going.
5. And I like to be in a state where people use their blinkers and don't pass on the right.
6. And I like for there to be pumpkins growing on the side of the highway and I like to have some John Denver (yes, John Denver--he's only allowed in the car) in the CD player.
7. And I like the car to be going South. Driving North makes me nervous. Round trips are so trying.
Saturday I did not have ideal driving conditions. I was meeting someone from my London trip to have dinner and to see a play in Salt Lake. It was beautiful when I left my house. And then it started raining. And snowing. And blizzarding. As soon as I arrived at my meeting place in Salt Lake, I called my sister to say there was no way I was getting back in that car and that I'd see her in April when it was really and truly spring and not this mean, pretend spring that makes you regain your will to live only to dash all your warm weather hopes by snowing on you while you're trying to drive, which is not a preferred activity to begin with. It's a good thing I read all those wilderness survival books as I child and knew to lay in supplies before hypothermia could overpower me. I walked to the nearest grocery store and bought some contact solution in preparation for my unexpected stay in the city.
I didn't stay in the city, though, because it stopped snowing while I was in the play and I eventually made it home on dark, wet, unfamiliar roads via a secret slow way.
I think I need a chauffeur.
I didn't stay in the city, though, because it stopped snowing while I was in the play and I eventually made it home on dark, wet, unfamiliar roads via a secret slow way.
I think I need a chauffeur.
7 comments:
Hello....I will be your hired driver, Miss Daisy. Too bad I did not know you were going to the city that night. I was up there too! Oh well. I am glad you survived!
i love fake spring in utah. people get so excited. there's a sudden burst of a winter's worth of pent up energy and frustrations. then, it's all taken away, and the last people to accept the fact that it is indeed still winter are those crazy californians in their flip flops.
MBC, after driving in DC I would drive you where ever you wanted to go in UT. The people out here live under the motto of "if you don't get caught, it is not illegal." You can pretty much believe that I have seen it all. Which is why I don't drive more than 10 miles from where I live and I now every route like the back of my hand. My goal in life, avoid traffic.
I hate mean, pretend spring.
So glad you made it back safely. Did you watch Heima yet?
Alice--Thanks, pal.
Rebekah--Too true. I see people out in shorts and I think, "I feel for it, but it's 27 degrees out here!"
Kirsten-I always remind myself that I've driven in much bigger/scarier places than you Utah, but I just want everyone else to get off my roads.
Yankee Girl--It's the worst, right?
Chou--Not yet, but I'm working on it.
As a snowy-sleety-rainy hailstorm beat against the windows of the library a couple weeks ago, I turned to my coworker and said, "If February went out like a lamb, how on earth can March come in like a lion????"
Utah weather. Urgh. I missed weather when I lived in California, but now I have learned my lesson. I take it back! Stop rewarding me with rain and snow and ice! Ack.
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