TRW here.......We left at 6am, and now it's 9am. We were flying through Fl cow and horse country when suddenly bam!!! Traffic. It sucks when you have to go from 95 to 10mph. Wtf mate?
Now, suddenly, I275 is closed. That's damn convenient! 4 lanes of free flowing, fast moving traffic suddenly has to come to a screeching halt with in 1 mile. If that's not bad enough, we have to merge into 1 lane. Then they tell us to get the hell off of the highway. I guess that's fine and dandy for all of the gps yuppies, but me? Well, I'll just follow the big trucks, they usally know where they're going even if it is in the direct oposite of where the highway is, who am I to judge right? if ti wasn't meant to be, it wouldn't happen.
So I drive through a cemetery of old road side fruit stands, dilapidated old tin roofed cracker houses that people are still struggling to live in, and mail boxes on the side of the road that don't seem to belong to houses. i wonder if there were houses for these mailboxes at one time, or if they just started putting up mailboxes in hopes people would move there? Cow breeders, horse breeders; this is where the future rodeo animals come from, and I question the sign: "Watermelon Park" Is that a city? Is it a road? Is it a town? Which one? I guess they just added the sign, and the locales know what ti is and that's all that counts.
Signing off....somewhere around this watermelon park, and have no want to spit the seeds out.
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