It looks like the residents of our little town will be having a great opportunity to practice patience for an undetermined amount of time in the coming days. I’ve mentioned that we live on an island (nothing like the island with the LOSTies and the Others, mind you - my life is not quite that bizarre, thankfully). There are exactly two bridges off our island, one of which is a draw bridge. Now we have exactly one bridge off the island for a while. Here’s what happened: Apparently a barge hit the non-draw bridge yesterday afternoon and the engineers are examining it to see how badly damaged it is and to determine when it will be safe to drive over again.
Today, a trip that normally takes about 45 minutes from the boys’ baseball game field to D’s parents’ house took about 2 and a half hours due to the traffic backing up through town. This is what happens when we only have one drivable bridge. I shudder to think what a hurricane evacuation will be like here…..
So, while the survivors on LOST have to deal with malicious sabotage and mischief from those creepy “Others,” our inconveniences are just caused by a barge captain’s unintentional error, and the owner of that barge is in big trouble I’m guessing! We'll just have to plan on leaving earlier when we need to go into town for a while. I told you living on my island isn’t all that glamorous….big sigh.
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Tribulation worketh patience...
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