Cheryl J
Chef Extraordinaire
Here's a traffic jam in my neck of the woods.
I'd rather be in OH, but not for the weather.Boston in December? Don't know about the Princess, but I'd rather be in Florida.
K-girl, PF, we have to leave our guys at home and do a girls' only road trip. But getting a travel home is only in my dreams, so I have no dollar limit. Instead, I'll just think of how lovely one of those big-butt Winnebago's would be...at least until I had to drive it on a skinny, winding road. But something like this would be my home-away-from-home (which would BE my home since I couldn't afford this and another place):THAT is what I would love to do!
If I could just get Mister K on board...
My ideal is either a View Profile or and R-Pod
Travel around the country in the RV and see as much as we can, while we can!
We're not on the this Earth forever, I want to make the most of out time, especially with our good health still entact.
Like others have said, you haven't driven until you've tackled Boston or NYC. I was in driver's heaven when I/we were in AZ dropping off Progeny #1 at ASU. Wide streets, well-marked lanes, huge signs that lit up and showed that buildings numbered 1-500 were to the left and those 501+ were to the right? What a great idea! Our daughter and I took the boy out to college since Dad couldn't get off work. I think I spent most of those days in Tempe et al exclaiming "look at the signs!" over and over. Then there is MA. Like BT said, the roads are paved cow paths and Indian trails. Most intersections do not occur as right angles. And signage? Doesn't exist. My neighbor up the street (native of NJ, lived in OH for 8 years, and would move back to OH in a heartbeat), summed it up best: If you're from here, you know how to get around. If you aren't from here, you don't need to know. Whenever we've driven into Boston I've ended up sitting in my seat crying and whimpering like a scared puppy.I'm scared to death to drive here on the mainland!...
Like others have said, you haven't driven until you've tackled Boston or NYC. I was in driver's heaven when I/we were in AZ dropping off Progeny #1 at ASU. Wide streets, well-marked lanes, huge signs that lit up and showed that buildings numbered 1-500 were to the left and those 501+ were to the right? What a great idea! Our daughter and I took the boy out to college since Dad couldn't get off work. I think I spent most of those days in Tempe et al exclaiming "look at the signs!" over and over. Then there is MA. Like BT said, the roads are paved cow paths and Indian trails. Most intersections do not occur as right angles. And signage? Doesn't exist. My neighbor up the street (native of NJ, lived in OH for 8 years, and would move back to OH in a heartbeat), summed it up best: If you're from here, you know how to get around. If you aren't from here, you don't need to know. Whenever we've driven into Boston I've ended up sitting in my seat crying and whimpering like a scared puppy.
bt, Himself and I wanted to look across the water at Lady Liberty on our way to New England the first time. I was driving our VW beetle down Manhattan on the way to Battery Park when some big Caddy almost forced me off the road...and into the water! I never drove in the NYC area again.
K-girl, PF, we have to leave our guys at home and do a girls' only road trip. But getting a travel home is only in my dreams, so I have no dollar limit. Instead, I'll just think of how lovely one of those big-butt Winnebago's would be...at least until I had to drive it on a skinny, winding road. But something like this would be my home-away-from-home (which would BE my home since I couldn't afford this and another place):
Here's my RV
K-girl, PF, we have to leave our guys at home and do a girls' only road trip. But getting a travel home is only in my dreams, so I have no dollar limit. Instead, I'll just think of how lovely one of those big-butt Winnebago's would be...at least until I had to drive it on a skinny, winding road. But something like this would be my home-away-from-home (which would BE my home since I couldn't afford this and another place):
I recently visited my daughter in Denver, where I thought driving would be laid-back and easy going. Whoooeee! The downtown traffic is thick and so fast!, as though everyone knows exactly where they want to go and are in a heckuva hurry to get there. Signage seemed pretty good, but hesitate and you are lost. They all drive like those proverbial bats.
When my daughter visits me down here in pokeyville, she still drives that way and keeps me holding on for dear life while I mash a hole in the floor with 'my' brake pedal.
Will it float? If it does, have I got a deal for you & your ogre.