And we’re back with another episode of Free Blog!
Where we left off in our story, the brave heroes (Me, Ryan, Justin, and Beth) were out on the open road, ready for a fun – if not too eventful– drive down to Statesboro. Now, to stop talking in third person.
So, we drove out onto Cobb Parkway, heading towards I- 75 to start our adventure. I had a full tank of gas, we had all just eaten breakfast and used the restroom (though Beth had brought about a quart of sweet tea to drink in the car, probably not the best idea), and it was about 2:30 PM, so the morning grumpiness had faded. It seemed as though this were a good beginning to the trip, minus the heavy rain that was still practically denting my windshield. But usually in Georgia, it rains for about 20 minutes and then changes straight to sunlight with maybe a little drizzle still falling. I soon found out that perhaps I was a little bit too optimistic.
We finally hit I-75 and the first thing that we encounter is – traffic. Lots and lots of traffic. Now, it’s not like I hadn’t anticipated traffic or anything; I mean, that’s a vital part of any road trip of course. But not this early. I resigned myself and blamed the rain, then sank back comfortably in my seat getting ready for an hour or more of misery and taillights. I decided to tune in to whatever it was my passengers were chatting about (I kind of zone out while I drive…I’m not sure if that’s such a good habit) to keep myself occupied. But all I find is…odd. My friends are a little weird, not that I’m the most normal person to be judging. I would call Beth the weirdest; she says some strange things sometimes (I’ll spare your ears, or eyes, in this case).
Anyway back to the exciting prospect of driving. The traffic didn’t last as long as I’d thought, and it turned out I only got to be comfortable in my seat for about 10 minutes while the traffic moved. I was pretty upset at that, being comfortable in my seat is a pretty major hobby of mine. But, driving smoothly didn’t last long. Mind you, it was still raining. When I say driving smoothly, imagine about 45 mph on the highway. Not the ideal speed for a road trip, but what can we do? We hit Atlanta, and non-profane words just can’t describe how the driving conditions were there. Not to mention non-profane words weren’t really passing my lips very often during this period. (Hey, Atlanta drivers do that to you. I swear I’m usually a great guy.)
But, it seems as though were out of time! Stay on the edge of your seat (or the floor, I know these stories can get exciting at times) for the next part of our adventure. We soon go through over half of Georgia, pitch black skies, tornado warnings, flooded meadows and beautiful rainbows….and not Atlanta. All on the next episode of Free Blog!
Friday, March 19, 2010
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