June 13, 2013

  • It is Time

    It is time to post again. I have procrastinated long enough.

         It is difficult to come up with a light hearted tale to share with you. I haven't taken any particularly memorable road trips if you don't count being bumped from my flight from Detroit to Chicago last week, which lead to an 15 hour exodus via Houston and Wichita. And forgive me if I fail to narrate the complete story of an insufficient amount of fuel on I-70 in the middle of Kansas . Yea, I ran out of gas. Enough said on that subject. That was right after the experience of being stranded in a snow storm for a couple days just a week earlier near Numbchuck, Missouri. At least that is what I thought the sign said through my frosted and ice covered windshield, no need to look the place up.
     
    Not all of my travel has been like this. I have had a number of very successful travel experiences this year. Like the pleasant uneventful flight to Calgary, CA. Of course I will leave out the part of meeting with the Canadian Customs officers and discussing the renewal of my Visa and work permit. They did finally approve the renewal despite my feeble attempts at injecting a little American High_Five humor into the interrogation. My advice......, never inject American humor into conversations with any customs officers regardless of nationality. You are not a citizen. 

    And I must say that I did have a pleasant drive to Sour Lake, Texas discounting the puzzlement, confusion and shear terror of finding myself on the High Five Interchange in Dallas, in the early evening, in the dark and in a thunderstorm. If you have never heard of this five level freeway interchange, it consists of 37 bridges with some reaching the height of 12 or 13 story buildings.  It made Popular Mechanics magazine as one of "The World's 18 Strangest Roadways". My advice is if you go through there make sure your Garmin GPS database is up to date and its traffic advisory function is operating and there is no ice on the road. I can't say too much about this, the Texans are very proud of it, as they should be. But I'm sure they have others in the metro area that are much more magnificent.

    You may take from this that I am a truck driver. I assure you I'm not. I'm just a workin' stiff getting from  one project to another that involves a little travel. It really is fascinating work and you might say I am living the dream.

    And the year is not quite half over yet.

    Such is the life of John.

        

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