Traffic + Beach

I really don't understand traffic sometimes. It's reasonable to expect traffic because there's been a wreck or construction that's blocking a lane, but I find it difficult to understand why it's there when there's no reason for it to be there.

I drove to VA Beach Thursday afternoon and was stuck in roughly an hour's worth of traffic because 1) idiot drivers would not merge from an ending lane until they absolutely had to, and 2) drivers were apparently scared to enter the Hampton Roads Bridge-Tunnel and would slam on brakes before descending into the tunnel. After we passed through the tunnel traffic flowed absolutely fine.

It was extremely frustrating to be sitting in my car, WITHOUT AC, on a day that was well over 100 degrees with drivers who were simply being inconsiderate of general courtesy on the road towards other drivers.

It's too bad I'm not much of a beach person, or a water person, or a person who looks good with minimal clothing on. All of those things added up make me not participate well with the general society of, well, beach. Other than that unfortunate series of problems I have with myself I had a good time down there. $2 margaritas are definitely a plus for a good night.

Traffic was just as atrocious on the way back, but would have been moreso had I not gotten off 64 at 199 outside of Williamsburg. Traffic had not been flowing well since about 7 miles before the tunnel all the way to Jefferson Avenue in Newport News. After that, the interstate opened up a bit, but by the time I was hitting Williamsburg I could see brakes locking up a little down the road from me once again. I got my car off the interstate and took the back way home, meaning 199 to 60 to 30 to 33-30 to 30 with only minimal traffic once I got to West Point.

In the meantime, my face is slightly sunburnt. And by slightly I mean it's pretty red and I have a white section between my eyes where my sunglasses were siting. Something like this always happens to me when I go to a place with sun.