Mood:  don't ask

Didn't sleep much. But then after a phone call from my personal morning-pep coach I felt ok. I was sick of being nervous! My ride/road trip friend came and picked me up, and we sensed trouble as soon as we left town...but ignored it and went on our merry way. After a while, and three or so ambulances, we realised that something's probably wrong and turned on the traffic news on the radio. Nothing. Then a text from a friend in another part of the country. "Don't go that way. Big accident!" Too late. We were already there. Rang my dad and got directions for another route. Turned around. Still not worried (except for the people in the accident), we had plenty of time. Except that I decided to ALMOST go with the directions instead of completely, and an hour later we ended up in the exact same place. Stood in line, waiting for about 30 minutes before we started to get really impatient (that's a looong time for us!), called the plice who implied that we could be there for quite some while, and we decided to try the alternative route once more (following the directions completely). About an hour later or so we finally arrived there...and I was about 2,5 hours late for my appointment. The man I was supposed to see was busy, but at least still there, so we sat down and hopedfor the best. Luckily he still wanted to see me (I'd rang them and told them what happened). We talked for a while, and around 6 pm we finally headed in the homewards direction and had out lunch an hour later or so (Sorry hun!). I was just happy that I didn't have to go by public transportation as I'd planned to. Maybe I'd been on that bus if I did...

At least I've been there now...