Memorial Day traffic
- By Alicia Mae
- Published 05/25/2008
Alicia Mae
I have a PhD in the basic medical sciences and am a freelance writer. I also run my own websites, Maeflowers.com and AliciaMae.com, and enjoy art and crafts.
The traffic this weekend is horrendous! The gas prices haven't affected anyone's plans. I was on the road overnight Friday, coming home from an apartment hunt 800 miles away, and the traffic was like Saturday afternoon. At 3am the rest areas along the highway were packed, nowhere to park even along the ramps. It's frickin ridiculous.
I-95 from Baltimore to North Carolina was a mess. From 2am to 6am we drove amongst vehicles from every northern state heading somewhere south. They sped past us at 100 mph in SUV's with clamshells on top, their kids in the backseats illuminated
by the glow of portable DVD players or game systems. Every few miles we had to shift lanes for blue flashing police cars issuing tickets or arresting the not so coherent drivers.
Wherever these people were going, I feel sorry for the locals. They have no consideration for anyone else. They sped and clogged the rest areas where they were noisy as other drivers attempted to sleep. We hadn't planned on driving all night, but the hotels were full and the prices exorbitant. So we really had no choice. After 16 hours on the road we crawled into our apartment, thankful we made it home before the real traffic started. ugh
I-95 from Baltimore to North Carolina was a mess. From 2am to 6am we drove amongst vehicles from every northern state heading somewhere south. They sped past us at 100 mph in SUV's with clamshells on top, their kids in the backseats illuminated
Wherever these people were going, I feel sorry for the locals. They have no consideration for anyone else. They sped and clogged the rest areas where they were noisy as other drivers attempted to sleep. We hadn't planned on driving all night, but the hotels were full and the prices exorbitant. So we really had no choice. After 16 hours on the road we crawled into our apartment, thankful we made it home before the real traffic started. ugh
