Traffic is bad through West Point right now. People are hauling their trailers, boats, campers, ATVs, and anything else that can be pulled behind a vehicle down 33 to destinations on the Rappahannock and at the Bay. Williamsburg is also crowded as I saw first hand when I tried to take my cousin and sister out to New Town last night. We found a parking spot only because someone pulled out of one when we were driving around, but left shortly after we saw a large group of pre-teens energetically walk into the movie theater. We left to go to Chipotle where I dropped off my cousin and sister and walked over to the neighboring restaurant and talked to Korie, who I haven't seen in a long time now. She and I talked for a few minutes, but she was working, so we made plans to get together after I get back next weekend. After we left we got back onto Richmond Road and braved the traffic until we got back to my grandma's house.
It's not like I hate all of the traffic. At least the people here, even the tourists, know how to drive...a SHARP contrast to Charlottesville were I kind of fear for my car and my life every time I drive somewhere.
We're having a cookout tomorrow afternoon. We're doing it on Sunday so I can get back to school and work on my last assignment for my summer classes. It feels like it just started and now it's already over. 6 credit hours completed in three weeks. And the fact that we had Fridays off made it so much more bearable.
So in the meantime I'm just sitting in my dad's shop, listening to some music, arranging my iTunes and making new collections of songs that are not available in the United States. I'll probably go home soon though and watch some TV while laying on the floor.
I always fall asleep on the sofa.
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