Around Macon a truck driver is making a three lane freeway into a five lane as he bounces from shoulder to shoulder. He's got the group of cars following him scared to death and emphasizes the point by flipping a tire carcass onto a car's hood. As he heads to the left shoulder I warp by in the right lane. No one else has the power to do this and are stuck behind him.
About 30 miles later it's fuel time. After
returning to the freeway I can see the flashing blue and red lights in
the distance. This can only mean that the driver either crashed or has
been pulled over. No less than 8 police cars have the truck surrounded.
Way to go guys.
A lot of people complain about traffic in Atlanta. This has never been a
problem for me and I look forward to driving through the city. It
usually indicates I'm close to my destination and wakes me up. Then my
MP3 player dies. If this was the last day of the trip that wouldn't be a
problem, but on the first day it is rather upsetting. Something will
have to be done.
In Dahlonega, GA a Walmart provides the solution in the form of an
satellite radio. The "Roady" is the size of a pack of cards and sets up
easily. Antenna placement will take some work, but once that is sorted
out the results are fantastic. Ah, music, news, sports, and comedy are
all available anywhere. Things are looking up.
