And Home Again...

We made a bright and early departure from Timberlane Campground in New Jersey hoping to get through the New York City area by noon. We did accomplish that but not exactly according to plan. The GPS was loaded for "Home" and we pressed the button to go but "Miles" always wants to use the shortest/fastest route and that usually means the George Washington Bridge...not my choice...I like the the Tappan Zee Bridge at little further north. The Tapan Zee route is about 12 miles further but with considerably less risk to life and limb.
I didn't bother to put in a way point to force Miles to use the Tappan Zee. How could I miss the exit from the New Jersey Turnpike for the Garden State Parkway but miss it I did and through the heart of New York we went. Many of you know what this can be like but the banging and the pounding on the RV from the roadway physically hurt. We didn't break anything but just winced a lot. Once I was signaling to shift lanes because of the construction I looked (it was clear, waited, and then ...Pat was leaning forward over the dashboard trying to get a good shot as we left the bridge...blocking the right side mirror...as she moved back and I began to change lanes...THERE WAS A CAR THERE! I quickly got back in the lane...I don't know how I didn't make contact. There was a guy calmly drinking his coffee as he drove by me on the right having darted out from behind me...could he know how close he came to measuring the tide in the Hudson River using his car as the dipstick? Just another close call...but the closest of the trip.

We made Conneticut by noon and stopped for lunch in the rest area. The drive continued all the way home and we were in the driveway by two in the afternoon. Home safe and sound but loaded with memories and already talking about what might be next.