Taking the low road
Every day I drive on Interstate 395 (Connecticut) to get to work. I go Southbound to get there, Northbound to go home. Today it rained. It wasn't a hard rain by any means, but it was enough to turn the skies to gray and put a mist on the highway from all the cars that were driving, sort of like a man-made fog.
At Northbound exit 83 I see a wave of tailights ahead.
"Uh-oh, must be an accident."
I was right. In the distance I see a car that is semi-sideways and a few other cars that were definitely not going anywhere. Couldn't really tell that much more because of the rain and mist. I happened to be right next to exit 83. I take it. I've never taken that exit before but I'm sure as hell not going to hang around to wait for the highway cleanup.
At the end of the ramp is a gas station.
"Methinks I should fill up since I'm below a 1/4 tank."
I pull in and there are basically no cars there. I fill up, then go inside to pay. Inside I see a very cramped and tiny store. I go and grab a Mountain Dew AMP drink, a bottle of dry gas and head to the counter. As I'm paying, all of a sudden the store fills up. What was once just a few people turned into almost twelve. As I finish paying and leave, every single free gas island spot is taken with cars.
"Whoa, time to get outa here."
I put the dry gas in the car, get in, start up and off I go. I make the decision right there to not take I-395 home because as I'm leaving I see a cop going the wrong way up the ramp to give assistance. It must be bad.
I head North 97 then pick up East 138 towards Jewett City.
Small note about 2 and 3-numbered rural routes in Connecticut: Very windy (that's wind like a clock, not like blowing wind) roads. CT is full of these everywhere you go. Best thing to do is take them slow if unfamiliar with them. Even though I knew 138, I'd never been on this part of it.
I get into Voluntown and remember I dated a girl named Susan here once. Cute butt. Should I stop by to see how she's doing? Nah. I dumped her for a reason.
I get into Jewett City, get on to 12 Northbound and dead smack in the middle of the road a truck breaks down right next to Jewett City Savings bank, effectively blocking my side of the road entirely.
"Great. Just great."
My frustration was short-lived. I was able to get around the guy after two minutes.
I continue on 12 North and pick up I-395 North in Plainfield. From here on out I consider 395 "safe" for the rest of the distance home. It was. Got home without a scratch, save for arriving 20 minutes later than I would have ordinarily.
As I get home I am reminded that life is short and that taking the road less traveled is sometimes the best choice.
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