Hey People,
Two weeks ago, I flew down to Florida with my dad, to drive my grandpa's car up from Florida for him. It took us 3 days of driving to get home. On the first day, we started out in Jupiter, Florida, and drove up I-95. We stopped at the Mighty Eighth Air Force Museum for about an hour, in Savannah, Georgia, and then continued on I-95 to Florence, South Carolina. One of the interesting things along the way was a town called Ridgeland, South Carolina. In this town, on this stretch of I-95, there are camera's watching the road. These camera's monitor your speed, and if it is above the limit, sends you a ticket in the mail. My opinion, absolutely ridiculous! There really is no such thing as speeding on the highway. If the speed limit is 70, and you're going 80, as long as you're being responsible, excuse my language, but who the hell cares? Not only does this make things worse for the drivers, but it takes away the need for police to patrol the highway. Many officers will get laid off. I thought Obama was supposed to be making jobs, not destroying them by putting in computer traffic monitors. It would be one thing to have camera's monitoring the road in a downtown area, because you definatly don't want people speeding through there with cross walks and buildings. But with the highway, the only thing you can hit, is a guardrail, or maybe another car. I mean, isn't this getting a little bit too "Big Brother". Anyways, moving on (but not to fast, or the speed monitoring camera's will send you a ticket!), me and my dad arrived in Florence with no ticket (Although, you never know, one may show up in my Grandfather's mailbox.). We had dinner at a little restaurant, and saw the movie Source Code, which was pretty good, but somewhat confusing. I have to say, the highlight of the night was the waiter at the restaurant calling Dad, BUD! That night we stayed at the Best Western, which wasn't that bad really. The next day, Saturday, we got on the road and headed north. At the Georgia/South Carolina border the previous day, we saw signs for South of the Boarder, a road stop south of the North Carolina border. Over 100 miles ,there were 48 South of the Boarder billboards. You'd think they'd have good food and good service. They didn't, it was terrible. It took forever to get our food, and it was burnt. So, we continued on our trip up the coast, driving straight through to Lewes, DE. After we arrived, we waited a little bit for our ferry to Cape May, NJ, and I think the boat left at around 6:30-7:00PM. Oh, what a ride though. Those storms that hit the middle eastern part of the country were pretty strong. It was raining, and thundering, and here I am on this little car ferry being rocked back and forth continuously by these gigantic waves. I told my dad, I went down to the car to get something, and as I was leaning into the car, I swear I felt it slide a little on the deck. Of course, he didn't believe me, but I think that since the deck was wet from the rain, and the boat was swaying so much that it was hard to stand up right, that it was possible for the car to slide a little. After nearly being killed by Neptune's Rage, we arrived in Cape May, and drove to our hotel in the pouring rain. The final day of our trip was pretty uneventful. We drove North on the Garden State Parkway all the way to New York. Although I did mess up a little bit with the navigation, and caused us to take a wrong turn, we made it through New York, to Connecticut, to Massachusetts. We arrived home around 3, with enough time to wash the car, and move it into the garage until my Grandpa arrived.
I have to say, we had a great time, and I'd love to do it again with my dad sometime. But we decided that next time, we aren't taking that ferry. I think it'd be better to drive 95, and stay in Annapolis or D.C, instead of Cape May.
Thanks for reading, and if anyone has any suggestions for a new topic for me to write about, email me at connor.melvin@comcast.net.
Thanks for reading,
Connor Melvin
Editor,Publisher,Writer, Son, Friend, Cousin, etc.
Monday, April 18, 2011
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