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I've been on vacation in New Hampshire all week, visiting my family for Christmas. It's been pretty good so far; my flights home went smoothly and were early, I've had a good time with my family, I've been hanging out with Doug and have also managed to get up to Maine to visit Jay (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
parkbenchzine) for an afternoon, and hopefully I'll be heading up to the Hanover area tomorrow to visit my high school friend Jeff, whom I haven't seen since I moved. There's still never enough time to do everything, but I'm pretty happy with what I've got.
Apparently I've adjusted a lot to the Seattle area, because driving up to Maine reminded me that East Coast drivers are fucking insane assholes. The slow drivers are going 70, everyone gets up real close behind you before passing, and they're a lot more aggressive about cutting in and out between cars. It was strange to find myself being regularly passed, rather than being the one generally passing others. I had one guy come along who wasn't going a lot faster than I was, but the idiot waited until I moved to pass a tractor-trailer and then jumped right behind me and put on his headlights to signal me to get out of his way. Once I did pass the truck and got back into that lane, the jerk took his time passing me. Then I ended up passing him because he'd gotten into a slower lane, and when I moved to the far left again to pass another van, the jerk got behind me again with his lights on. That time I just slowed down and matched the speed of the car I had been going to pass and stayed there a couple minutes, until the jerk cut back two or three lanes and passed us on the right and then kept going at a faster speed, cutting his way forward, so I didn't have to deal with him again. I'll have to remember to not complain about Seattle drivers for a while - oh, a week or so - because for all that their passive, over-cautious, slow driving can be irritating, it's not so bad after all.
I'm supposed to be flying home on Sunday (which happens to be my birthday as well as New Year's Eve), but I'm scheduled to go through Denver, which has been getting buried with snow, so I'm not sure what's going to happen with that. Hopefully I can get a good answer tomorrow about whether my flight's still happening. Although I am enjoying my time here, I really do want to get back home to Seattle.
parkbenchzine) for an afternoon, and hopefully I'll be heading up to the Hanover area tomorrow to visit my high school friend Jeff, whom I haven't seen since I moved. There's still never enough time to do everything, but I'm pretty happy with what I've got.Apparently I've adjusted a lot to the Seattle area, because driving up to Maine reminded me that East Coast drivers are fucking insane assholes. The slow drivers are going 70, everyone gets up real close behind you before passing, and they're a lot more aggressive about cutting in and out between cars. It was strange to find myself being regularly passed, rather than being the one generally passing others. I had one guy come along who wasn't going a lot faster than I was, but the idiot waited until I moved to pass a tractor-trailer and then jumped right behind me and put on his headlights to signal me to get out of his way. Once I did pass the truck and got back into that lane, the jerk took his time passing me. Then I ended up passing him because he'd gotten into a slower lane, and when I moved to the far left again to pass another van, the jerk got behind me again with his lights on. That time I just slowed down and matched the speed of the car I had been going to pass and stayed there a couple minutes, until the jerk cut back two or three lanes and passed us on the right and then kept going at a faster speed, cutting his way forward, so I didn't have to deal with him again. I'll have to remember to not complain about Seattle drivers for a while - oh, a week or so - because for all that their passive, over-cautious, slow driving can be irritating, it's not so bad after all.
I'm supposed to be flying home on Sunday (which happens to be my birthday as well as New Year's Eve), but I'm scheduled to go through Denver, which has been getting buried with snow, so I'm not sure what's going to happen with that. Hopefully I can get a good answer tomorrow about whether my flight's still happening. Although I am enjoying my time here, I really do want to get back home to Seattle.
