I think someone was trying to send a message today. Something like “Don’t go to work!” My drive in was rather eventful this morning – first I got stuck behind a slow-moving tractor. On a road with a double-yellow line. (I do live in the boonies after all). Then I ended up behind a van-style bus which needed to back into a driveway. When I got to the one-lane tunnel, several cars were coming through from the other direction. And just as I turned a corner, a herd of deer (ok, only three) jumped out barely 50 yards in front of me. And all that was before I got on the expressway and had to deal with rush-hour traffic, construction and an abandoned car in the middle of three lanes right about where the left lane ended. This is what happens when I drive myself to work instead of carpooling with Denis. No fahrvergnügen for me today.
