Monday, March 5, 2012

Our New York City Run...

Our New York City experience…

Wow! What a place to visit.  I’ve been in New York City before (once or twice), but experiencing it in the truck surely gives you a different perspective.  I am going to try to explain this experience the best that I can.  Let me start by telling you that Randy almost suffered a heart attack and that is putting it mildly.  Actually, I believe it was more like he was in need of squeezing the Charmin…LOL.  While driving on a six lane highway (three lanes each way) Randy started approaching a bridge and as he got closer he started noticing that the bridge had three different height limits.  That was strange he thought to himself.  So as he approached closer he could see the sign for lane one said 13’3” limit, the sign for lane two said 13’4” limit, and the sign for lane three said 13’5” limit.  (Now keep in mind that the height on our truck is 13’ 6”.)  Randy was in the middle lane and quickly changed to the highest limit lane…but by this time it was way too late.  His heart fell to the floor and he decided to close his eyes and hope for the best as he went under the bridge.  He was convinced our truck was about to be shortened by at least an inch.  As he looked up he noticed the concrete above him was broken out about 3 to 4 inches.  Evidently this was from other trucks hitting it over the years.  Wow that was close, I heard him say.  Our career had almost come to an end.

As I was sitting in the passenger seat with my camera in hand and going over one of the bridges in New York, I noticed a sign that said “Use of Cameras Prohibited”.  What?  Isn’t this a free country?  Well not only is the use of a cameras prohibited, but this rule or law is also strictly enforced.  Randy thought it may have something to do with 9/11.  Hmmm so I am thinking that if a terrorist truly wanted pictures or diagrams of the bridge, I am positive that they could Google it and find all the information they could possibly want.  So maybe, just maybe it has to due to the flash from the camera?!.  I could understand blinding someone with a flash while driving.  Ok so I managed to convince myself that this sounds reasonable and if stopped by police I would try to talk my way out of this one.  I proceeded to turn off the flash on my camera and the picture taking started.  I did look behind us to make sure that the cops were not after us.  After all the “Use of Camera’s is Strictly Prohibited”…lol

So back to New York City…I felt like the city was just suffocating me.  The high rises, all the vehicles, and all the walls around me, just felt very restricting.  I think that literally every square inch was accounted for.  We drove under a big high rise, which was strange.  It reminded me a lot of being underground, which I only seen in the movies, but you know what I mean.  Everything was so tight and snug and it seemed like there wasn’t room for anything.  Now mind you that we did not go thru the best part of town, and it was very gloomy and rainy outside.  I am putting some pictures for you to see.  Look at the pictures of the cemetery.  Even though the pictures did not come out very well, (I could not resist) look at how tight the grave stones are.  After we left New York City I felt like I could breathe again… there was a sky, air, and trees I always thought I could be a big city girl…guess I was wrong…just couldn’t imagine living like that.

Of course we did have some laughs along the way…as always.  Randy has a supply of 5 hr. energy drinks he keeps in the truck for when he drives at night.  This is by no means for keeping awake…just a little pick me up for when he feels flat.  Well one day he noticed one drink was missing and asked me if I had drank it.  “Yes” I replied and I proceeded to tell him exactly what I thought of his little drink.  Well, I told him, I know now why they say that it is fast acting.  Once the taste hits your lips and tongue, the nasty flavor immediately wakes you up.  It makes you want to jump out of your skin.  Oh, and do you know why they call it 5 hour energy ?  Cause it takes about five hours to get that nasty taste out of your mouth.  Randy busted out laughing and said he would have loved to seen the look on my face when I drank it.  LOL