It took me three and a half hours to go 10 miles after work last night on Interstate 395. I heard there was a school bus full of kids stuck on an overpass in the Mixing Bowl that was stuck until 11:30 last night.
Anyone else have horror stories?
It took me three and a half hours to go 10 miles after work last night on Interstate 395. I heard there was a school bus full of kids stuck on an overpass in the Mixing Bowl that was stuck until 11:30 last night.
Anyone else have horror stories?
We had a gasoline spill on the local freeway. The gas had run through the drains under both sides of the road, so fearing explosion everything was shut for three hours. I got out early but some of the people closest to the spill had to wait the whole time before there was any way to make a uturn and go back the down ramps. Some old drivers refused to do this and cops had to nag them to get out of the way.
It took my co-worker 5 hours to get home yesterday, from downtown DC to I believe Chantilly. He was not in the best of moods this morning
I’ve heard similar stories! I was lucky - I was going south/east on the Fairfax County Parkway and left work at 4 PM so my drive was only 45 minutes (10-15 longer than usual) but I saw at least 6 wrecked cars along the way. Typo Knig took 2+ hours to get home (crossing from Maryland into Virginia via the Wilson Bridge); this is a normal 20-25 minute commute. He bailed onto surface streets as soon as he’d crossed the bridge, but by then all the surface streets were clogged with other cars bailing from the Beltway.
Someone we know took 5 hours to get from Crystal City (near the Pentagon) to our area (the Beltway); normally a 20 minute drive.
This would seem to have been the worst overall commute since about January 2000 when I was working near the Tenleytown metro. That time took me 2+ hours to get home.
Couple nights ago, I was heading home from Ann Arbor and it took me 45 minutes to drive through downtown (2/10 of a mile). Then the 30-mile trek on I-94 to Dearborn took an hour forty-five. And I was white-knuckling it the whole way. When I got home and put my key up to the door, I looked down and saw my hand shaking like I had Parkinson’s.
It took me 4 hours to get out of Annapolis on Tuesday night. This would be a drive of less than 1 mile. I saw the most terrible displays of idiot driving you could imagine; people pulling into the middle of intersections so they wouldn’t lose their position behind another car; cars driving around others in the breakdown or oncoming lanes so they could get a few car-lengths ahead, cars turning around and coming the wrong way down entrance ramps. It was a sea of the basest nature of humanity.