A wee bit neurotic
I am good at working myself into a state of panic. Driving down to Conneticut, i managed to convince myself i was going to run out of gas, worry i had a tire going flat, second-guess myself into getting off at the wrong exit and otherwise make myself ill with worry. It got worse when attempting to navigate the train station parking as i head into NY. You’ll be impressed to know that while sitting through Avenue Q - which is awesome by the bye and i really didn’t expect it to be - i was preoccupied with the fear of my car being towed away and my being stranded in sketchy New Haven. I deserve a prize.
It was a lovely week-end. The food will merit a post of its own. Coming back on Monday was much simpler if the hour and fifteen minute wait and the border WAS enough to screw up my otherwise delightful average speed. I like american roads. I don’t mind alternating how plays the rabbit if we are going to be driving 130-140 km/h. Hehe. Can’t do that here - the potholes would kill you.
Written by Featherina
September 2nd, 2008 at 8:54 am
Posted in Travel Logs
Tagged with Avenue Q, Conneticut, driving, New York, trains
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