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Tonight, due to the Steeler's game, the first snowfall, and regular silly commuters, my trip home took an hour and 15 minutes, resulting in an average speed of 3.5 miles an hour.
The last mile and a half took 45 minutes.
I even saved a half an hour by calling Heather when I got close to our house, and got her to check whether there was any traffic coming down the one way street near our house, and I went down the wrong way to take a shortcut.
People don't grasp the concept that they really don't get anywhere any faster if they block the intersection. And if your tires start spinning on the ice, the correct reaction is not press harder on the accelerator. And blowing on your horn doesn't help when all of the traffic is stopped in both directions. (Though it did influence a couple to move into the intersection to block it when the guy behind them sounded their horn).
I suppose the other interesting thing is that most of this trip is how I usually drive. There was one small modification just after mile two, where I would normaly continue on to Bigelow Boulevard. But, on the way to work, I do usually go over the hill like that.
I sort of got stuck in the left lane going over the bridge, since there were three lanes of traffic where there is normally two. But, the right lane was stuck, so it ended up being a good thing. I had to make one right hand turn from the left lane on Liberty Avenue, and didn't remember that Woolslayer doesn't go all the way through - the sign was there, but it was just a sidewalk.
I called Heather from the Bloomfield Bridge to say that I didn't think we should go to the Kuhns today, since I didn't think we would ever make it. Heather called Alissa to say that she thought it would take an hour for us to get to their house, but it turned out to take me almost an hour to get home from the bridge. I couldn't find a place to park, or I would have stopped.
Our car was also idling a little funny, and the check engine light came on at one point. Hopefully, nothing serious.
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