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Published: September 30th 2013
We were on the road by 06:05. We made our way to the confederation bridge and accidently went to the toll booth that took only credit cards. A 2 second transaction later and we were on our way across. I’ve heard people say that you can’t see anything from the bridge, but even in the dim light and slight fog we could see the ocean below. I’m sure it would have been pretty in the daylight. When you’re in the middle you really feel like your high up and flashes went through my mind of the possible accident sending you over the side and a hundred feet down. With my mind more intently on the road ahead, we hit land without incident. On we went, through the weather worn Appalachian mountains towards Ontario. The gps gives you an estimated arrival time and as I watched it I thought, you know, it wouldn’t be that bad getting home at 11:30 pm. It’s not worth the hotel cost. We might as well just drive on through. We were doing pretty good until we got to Montreal. I knew I wanted to stay on Hwy 20, which eventually became the 401 in Ontario. But,
when we emerged from the tunnel none of the choices are for Hwy 20 and of course my choice took us to a T intersection in downtown crazyville. The gps’s choice was Hwy 40, so we listened to it and 45 minutes later after some crazy lane changes because of backwards signage and a few other reasons for profanities we emerged west of Montreal alive. I didn’t want to stop till I was clear of Quebec so we kept going until the Onroute at Cornwall. Fueling up and having supper and the Montreal excursion put the arrival time to 01:15. We carried on to the Napanee Onroute where we got the gas and drinks we needed to get us the rest of the way home. On we forged, past Kingston, then when we got to Whitby, we saw a lot of traffic stopped on the other side and thought, “God, I’m glad that’s not us.” I checked the odometer and the traffic was backed up for 10 km over there because of construction. We were surprised at how much traffic there was at midnight. We cruised through Toronto until we got to Milton where the traffic stopped. ½ hour of stop and go later we make it to a set of arrows telling everybody to get over to the right lane. I cannot understand why they can’t put a sign 1 km before the construction saying to get into the right lane. I realize there’ll be the idiots that won’t que up because they have to get ahead of everybody else, but still it’s got to help. We finally made it past that and into another construction zone, but this time there was a sign ahead of time and the traffic was partially thinned out because of the construction behind us so we sailed on through. We made it home at 02:06. Whew. We fell out of the truck and into bed. THE END.
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