The bus driver just asked us – the lone three passengers on this dreary banking holiday – which bridge we’re supposed to cross. Um, which one of us is driving the bus? Scaaaaary.
That query is due to two factors. First, this is a driver who does not drive this route regularly. (In fact, I’ve never seen her before.) Second, today is the first day of closure for the MLK Bridge. Because drunks and speeders can’t manage to not kill themselves and/or others on that bridge, the state has seen fit to CLOSE a lane of traffic. While they do that, the bridge itself will be closed for at least the next 12 days.
Lovely as this forever alters my commute. Getting to work will now be quite interesting.
While we’re supposed to be taking my beloved McKinley Bridge, something I don’t know why they don’t do anyway, Interstate 70 is apparently jammed there today so it’s pretty much a crapshoot as to how we’ll get there. Or if we’ll get there.
So, if you don’t see any more posts for a while, start looking for the big green bus that is either stuck in traffic or driving around aimlessly. Chances are good I’ll be on it.