On the road again - seemed like forever

Emmitt B. Feldner  for The Review
FATHER’S DAZE

Usually, when we drive out to New York, it’s Chicago and Illinois that we can’t wait to get through – and usually have to wait and wait to get through.

We went back east last week and this time, it was Wisconsin we couldn’t wait to get through – and had to wait and wait to get

We rode out with Alex, Julia and Aiden to Warwick in their car, so Alex took the first shift driving when we left mid-afternoon.

We thought we had it timed so we’d get through Milwaukee before rush hour and heading into Chicago as the rush hour traffic was heading out, but there’s something about best-laid plans and all that.

Things were sailing along until the north side of Milwaukee, when things slowed down nearly to a crawl – and this was going into the city, not coming out of it.

We kept waiting and waiting for things to thin out, but no luck.

I was riding shotgun and Terry got stuck in the seat behind Alex.

I say stuck, because Alex likes to drive almost from the back seat.

If he can get away with it, he’ll push the seat all the way back – he likes to pretend he’s about a foot taller than he really is is the only explanation I can think of.

While he modified his position a little bit for his mother’s sake, she still was a bit limited for legroom behind him

It wouldn’t have been so bad, since we figured on stopping every couple of hours before everyone – but the driver – zonked out for the night.

But as we continued to be mired in bumper-tobumper the city of Milwaukee, there was no way to stop so we could get out and stretch our legs.

Of course, there were other things we needed to stop for besides stretching our legs, but fortunately we’d made sure everybody did that before we left the house, so we were good on that front for awhile.

It was beginning to look like we might never get out of the state of Wisconsin, in which case we might be in danger of adding another lake to the state’s thousands of them.

We were also getting well past everybody’s dinner time, but the snacks Mee-Mee always packs for any trip – even if it’s just across town – finally paid off and kept everybody satisfied on that front at least.

Traffic didn’t ease up too much once we finally got through Milwaukee – and yes, we finally did – but we kept plugging along – like we had any other choice.

We soon discovered that the cause of slow progress was apparently the road construction south of the city, but that didn’t ease anybody’s discomfort.

I can honestly say it’s the first road trip I’ve been on that I was so glad to get out of the state of Wisconsin – typically, that’s what I say about Illinois, since that usually takes such a long time.

We finally reached the first oasis on the toll road north of Chicago - where we had planned to stop for dinner, leg-stretching and other necessities – only about two hours later than we had expected to get there.

Even with all the snacks in the car, everybody was still hungry and it wasn’t too late to get some dinner before heading back on the road – only a few hours behind schedule.


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