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Yesterday, I got up just before 4 a.m. to make the 5 a.m. train to Boston. It was a little late, so I had to take a taxi to Somerville to pick up the U-Haul. They tried to "upgrade" me to a 17' truck. I insisted on the 10' I'd reserved.
Now, for those of you who jaywalk ... If you see a truck with U-Haul written on it, do you cross in front of it? Because several people nearly won Darwin awards by doing just that with this amateur truck driver.
Any way, I made it to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eanja's in time for the movers. They got me loaded up in an hour flat. As a matter of fact, the last box just made it in before the torrential downpour.
eanja was also kind enough to lend me a padlock for the drive.
Most of today was uneventful, other than the fact that I hate driving. However, one part does deserve mention.
The Merritt Parkway in Connecticut is beautiful. It also doesn't allow commercial vehicles. Blame it on fatigue, but it didn't occur to me that my U-Haul was a commercial vehicle until I was already on The Merritt Parkway. The reason it doesn't allow commercial vehicles is the bridges are low. Most of them are over 11 feet, if just barely, which led me to the interesting, to me, observation that the apartments I had in Brussels and my apartment in Mannheim had higher ceilings than these bridge clearances. The final bridge in Connecticut, however, had a clearance of 9'9" -- gulp. I looked at my shadow on the wall of the bridge, held my breath, and cleared it. I have no idea by how little. My knuckles are still white.
After crossing the Tappan Zee Bridge and paying for the privilege of leaving New Jersey, I had to cross the Delaware Memorial Bridge and go through the Fort McHenry tunnel. These experiences, especially the bridge, were frightening enough that I have come to the conclusion the tolls go in the wrong direction. I think they should pay me to go through/over their scary roadworks. The other way around makes no sense.
Am going to bed early tonight.
Now, for those of you who jaywalk ... If you see a truck with U-Haul written on it, do you cross in front of it? Because several people nearly won Darwin awards by doing just that with this amateur truck driver.
Any way, I made it to
eanja's in time for the movers. They got me loaded up in an hour flat. As a matter of fact, the last box just made it in before the torrential downpour. eanja was also kind enough to lend me a padlock for the drive. Most of today was uneventful, other than the fact that I hate driving. However, one part does deserve mention.
The Merritt Parkway in Connecticut is beautiful. It also doesn't allow commercial vehicles. Blame it on fatigue, but it didn't occur to me that my U-Haul was a commercial vehicle until I was already on The Merritt Parkway. The reason it doesn't allow commercial vehicles is the bridges are low. Most of them are over 11 feet, if just barely, which led me to the interesting, to me, observation that the apartments I had in Brussels and my apartment in Mannheim had higher ceilings than these bridge clearances. The final bridge in Connecticut, however, had a clearance of 9'9" -- gulp. I looked at my shadow on the wall of the bridge, held my breath, and cleared it. I have no idea by how little. My knuckles are still white.
After crossing the Tappan Zee Bridge and paying for the privilege of leaving New Jersey, I had to cross the Delaware Memorial Bridge and go through the Fort McHenry tunnel. These experiences, especially the bridge, were frightening enough that I have come to the conclusion the tolls go in the wrong direction. I think they should pay me to go through/over their scary roadworks. The other way around makes no sense.
Am going to bed early tonight.
