Like about one-third of the country, I’m traveling for the Christmas holiday. So I’m taking a break from the blog for a bit, not wanting to monopolize my brother-in-law’s computer or laboriously post from the iPod Touch. I want to experience Christmas with my family, not record it.
Before I go, however, I want to make a shout-out to last December in New York and New Jersey. Mercifully, I put that disaster out of my mind until time to travel this year. I got out before the storm came last year, but I couldn’t get back home. Flying on Continental miles, I was at the bottom of the list for rescheduled flights and would have had to wait over a week to get back to New York. So I rented a car and drove back from Ohio. I stood in line with three other people who were doing the same.
The drive was not unpleasant, although the roads still had some ice in the mountains of Pennsylvania. I sang along with the radio and my iPod, and stopped about once every hour or so. Things got eerie once I got to New Jersey. It was dark, and mountains of snow dwarfed the highways. I got to Newark Airport, turned in the rental car, and took a shuttle van to the parking lot where I’d left my car.
The van driver stopped where I remembered my car was parked. The plowed snow had made tunnels over the smaller cars. My little yellow Hyundai Tiburon was buried to the roof. The driver immediately pulled out a shovel and dug out my car. I gave him $20 and thanked him profusely. Left to myself, I’d have had to wait for spring to thaw it out.
So I’m hoping this year will not provide adventures. I’m looking for quiet times with my sister’s family, sitting by their fireplace. Best wishes to everyone for happy holidays, and more to come later on!
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