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| A mural along Monocacy Creek |
... I really need a nap after driving over 300 miles, but if I close my eyes now, I will see a highway projected on the inside of my eyelids -- or worse, that huge white semi that didn't seem to have a driver barreling down on me in the rear-view mirror ....
I should probably stare at the ocean for a long weekend minimum but the best I can manage is our computer wallpaper of Hawk's Nest Beach on St. John .... Ahh, that's better ....
... Came back from Musikfest with a mild case of paranoia:
MUSIKFEST 2009: Flat tire
MUSIKFEST 2010: Towed
MUSIKFEST 2011: Rear-ended (no damage or casualties); also, that huge white semi barreling down on me that didn't seem to have a driver
Look, I'd like to return next year, but hesitate to drive .... Ok, I'm completely rattled and flat-out refuse .... Mass transit is problematic. But at least I've got a year to line up a chauffeur ... Private jet would be nice too ....
... Got a theory on where I picked up the paranoia. Ok, I did use the Port-a-potty, but they had hand sanitizer.
Instead, I'm thinking it's residual Moravian energy. Recall they were protestants who pre-dated Luther. They had to take their religion underground, so there was a good reason to be paranoid: one slip and they could be burned at the stake. Also, they lived communally. Think of all that paranoia packed into tight spaces over centuries. Powerful stuff -- especially if the paranoia started in-breeding ....
'Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't out to get you,' right Curt? Alas, you would have loved Musikfest ... The scope of music offered would have excited you. Where would you have started? A folk singer at Liederplatz? A jazz band? A guitar/balalaika duo? Chamber orchestra? You would have been a kid in a candy shop. No one leaves Musikfest uninspired -- as long as you don't catch any of that paranoia that evidently was making the rounds ....
Or maybe I'm over-reacting when you consider all the travelers coming from Boston in the last 300 years who broke a wagon wheel on the way to Bethlehem or Philadelphia. Wonder if they had a AAA equivalent, like the CCC, Colonial Conveyance Cooperative or something.
Look, I'm sure horse & carriages got towed in town countless times over the centuries for parking illegally or not feeding the meter or hay trough or whatever. And no doubt horses rear-ended each other frequently since they don't have brake lights ....
... Sooo, Nevermind, right Curt?
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Here's a suggestion for improving exit signs: Why don't they tell you how many exits there are total? Like Exit 15 of 72. That way you know how many more til you cross the state line or the highway ends. That would be useful and diverting information for bored solo drivers who can't listen to music because then they can't hear the GPS lady because they left the mounting unit at home so they can't see the screen, which is gyrating wildly on the center console with every bump and is totally useless ....
Here's a valuable traffic tip: DON'T drive west on the Mass. Turnpike on summer weekends. That is because the entire Commonwealth of Massachusetts evacuates heading west on the Mass. Turnpike (except us). Unfortunately, an equal number of the populations of Connecticut, New York and New Jersey also enter the state, so it doesn't appear deserted (although I don't know where they go since we're the only ones home and they don't come here) ....
Also, if you are eating half-melted chocolate while driving and need to stop for gas, DO look in the mirror before you get out and pump and start blabbing away with the senior behind you about what a glorious day it is and then peremptorily concluding he has no business driving judging by the look on his face ....
Here is a link to Musikfest; it happens every summer in Bethlehem, Pa. Hope to see you there next year; maybe I could catch a ride with you -- especially if you have your own jet ....
www.musikfest.org
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