Two years before I quit teaching, it required herculean effort to motivate myself out of bed, into the car, and down the road for my 34 minute commute.
I know that 32 minutes may sound pretty wonderful for some of you. While it was a pretty drive, a commute is a commute. What is Commuting (and Why Are You Still Doing It)? will explain it all. See what you think!
The Distant Past
There was one year, when I was moving from one school district to another, that I was driving over two hours in the morning to get to my new school, and over three to get home.
I was in southern California at the time, and by the time I left school for the day, I was part of the San Diego/Orange counties rush hour traffic. I did that for one whole semester, until our new house was ready to move into.
It was a true misery. My sympathies to those of you who face this sort of thing year in and year out.
My most recent commute took 34 minutes one way, and was down a winding, two-lane country road. There weren’t a lot of commuters on this road, but quantity was replaced by quality.
The lanes were barely wide enough for the variety of vehicles that used it. You could count on a collection of:
- large service vehicles used by the utilities
- tri-axle dump trucks, like the Kenworth T800
- the occasional 18 wheeler, oh my gosh
- school buses
Because of the nature of my commute, the school buses and I were usually headed in the same direction. But, there were plenty of the other big boys heading in the opposite direction, and sometimes, right toward me.
The trick was to just move as far to the right as possible. It was a trick, because at some parts of the road that was nearly impossible. With the constant damp, rain, snow, and freezing conditions, sometimes the last six to eight inches that used to be the edge of the road was just a crumble of uselessness.
Most of this drive was through a narrow hollow. There’s a great little page on Wikipedia that tells you it’s pronounced holler in the southern part of the U.S. They define it as a small valley between mountains. That’s pretty accurate.
There is usually less than a foot between a vehicle and the side of the mountain going into one curve, and about that much space between the road edge as the road curves back into the opposite direction.
Too far off the edge would send a vehicle down a good size drop into the creek below. It happened occasionally, and was a very real fear. Except for the occasional driveway, or side road to turn into, there were no escapes from oncoming traffic.
Sometime during the last year I was commuting, the number of dump trucks on the road increased from one or two to sometimes up to half a dozen in one direction. Someone was doing extensive work, and these guys would blast, fully-loaded, down this little back road.
The speed limit was 55, and they did that and a bit more. I’m assuming they were paid by the number of runs they could make in a day, and every minute counted. It was white-knuckle time when meeting one of these guys on a blind curve.
As scary as the dump trucks were, the pickups were worse. One in particular had a driver who would come around blind curves straddling the yellow line. Over a period of a few months, I faced this challenge two to three mornings a week.
Dude, Give Me a Break
I drove a small sedan, and his raised F150, taking up half of my lane, was my version of Stephen King’s Christine. Well, not exactly. But, you get what I mean!
I fantasized about who was driving and what his or her problem was.
I had two favorites. One centered around this person’s fear of the road, the raised pichup, or both. The second had me convinced that this person just didn’t like the car I was driving and wanted to run me over the edge.
Toward the end, I had a camera mounted on the windshield so the authorities would know who had taken me out. Since there was very little else I could do, it made me feel better.
The Last 12 Minutes
The last 12 minutes of the drive generally went from hair-raising to a test of patience. Turning out onto the well-maintained state highway presented a new challenge. But, that’s another story.
Where’s This Going?
Why did I tell you about my drive? Because, I’m guessing that if you read this far, you have a commute you’d like to drop kick to the curb too.
I asked at the top of the page what commuting is. From my experience, it’s a soul-destroying waste of time.
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Now, it’s your turn. I want to hear your craziest commuter story. We all do. Funniest, or silliest will do too.
If you have questions, you can always reach me at Nancy@EscapingTheClassroom.com
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