I did, after all, not only wash the urban assault vehicle for the first time in months just the day before, but also removed the Christmas wreath from the garage door. Send all your collision repair bills directly to me.
It was actually pretty amazing. Not only did the 23 cm dump beat a 96 year snowfall record for that day, it resulted in the some unprecedented sights and commute times.
Normally when I pull out onto the main drag through my community, I have to wait for one or maybe two cars to pass by first. Yesterday there was a line of unmoving cars as far as the eye could see. I took an evasive manoeuvre by plowing the urban assault vehicle through snow-choked back lanes instead, but even so it took 25 minutes to leave my community, a trip that normally takes 5 minutes.
Much to her chagrin, I did get the Resident Offspring to school on time, but only because we started out extra early. After that point, however, it was like driving through a war zone, cars abandoned in the middle of the road, buses and trucks jackknifed all over bridge decks. I was very happy for four-wheel drive and the fact that I no longer cared that I was going to be incredibly late for Reseach Day.
My deal-breaker commute time is 2 hours; if I ever reach that point I shall quit immediately. Yesterday I got to work in 1 hour and 45 minutes. Turns out I was one of the lucky ones, even though I had one of the furthest distances to travel.
In honour of Friday at last, here are the Top Five Commute Times I heard about yesterday:
- 18 minutes (by the Spousal Unit who left before snowstorm)
- 2 1/2 hours (by someone who lives very close to work)
- 45 minutes to get out of her backlane
- 3 hours to merge onto Crowchild Trail (I suspect an embellishment)
- 3 1/2 hours (I can't believe they took 14th Street!)
What are your commuting horror stories?
Or are you observing Bike to Work Day today?