Tuesday, August 07, 2007

My Favorite Vacation Story

Kahlo is running a good contest over at her blog, so I decided to roll out one of my favorite "vacation" stories. You will understand why "vacation" is in quotes soon.

My great grandmother died, and my parents, myself, and two brothers all drove down to PA to bring some furniture back. It was winter, and we all loaded into the surburban for the drive from RI. At some point it started snowing. Then it snowed more. Then traffic kind of...stopped. In the middle of New York, and we were under the Tapenzee Bridge. Or the GW Bridge, I forget. It was apparently snowing sooooo hard that the interstate closed. So my parents, brothers and myself, along with miles upon miles of other people spent the night and most of the next day sleeping in the car and hanging out on the highway. And believe it or not, people were really nice!! There was a bread truck and the driver went around passing out bread to anyone who wanted it, people were doing shuttle runs up to some ghetto store and buying coffee by the jugful to pass out, water and juice boxes showed up from somewhere, apparently liquor was making the rounds as well. We got to play in "traffic", in the snow. The best part, one of the reeeeeally big trucks was letting all the kids come and sit in the cab and honk the horn and pretend to drive a big rig!

As far as vacations go, it was a really cool one. Which was pretty good, cause it was just supposed to be a family visit to pick up furniture and not have very much fun at all.


Blogger Calling on Kahlo said...

I am always terrified of getting snowed in a highway, what a pleasant twist! It sounds like you had a great time, it really does redefine vacation.

Thanks for participating in the contest!

8:09 PM  
Blogger Bezzie said...

That's cool! In AK we'd have to carry supplies in our trunks because that happened all the time--you'd be stuck for hours on the highway. And there are no "back roads" to take home instead.
How cool the breadman passed out bread!

9:40 AM  
Blogger Batty said...

What a great story! It takes a lot of snow to snow in New York. Their snow plows are enormous, and school doesn't close for thigh high snow (guess how I found out that one...). People are often a lot nicer than we give them credit for.

2:23 PM  

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