I haven’t driven anywhere in the past week, which would be alright if I didn’t have places to go. The snow and ice have left me housebound. As much as I’d like to show off my mad Chitown driving skillz, this is hardly a similar experience. All this time at home with my bored dog has allowed me to read a plethora of indignant posts about how Seattle drivers are bad, people are freaking out about a little snow, we should be more prepared, etc. They hardly mention hills, which change everything.
I don’t even want to mess with with icy inclines in someone else’s car, let alone my rear-wheel drive shebeast. Whether it’s my fault or not, the bigger car always gets the blame. Plus, the rear door contains my calling card. Although I’d get tons of exposure, I can’t imagine being stranded on the side of I-5 being good for business.
That is, if I could even make it that far. Those trying to enter my neighborhood are greeted with this sign:
Unfortunately, they didn’t put one at the bottom of the hill, not that it would have stopped anyone. It seems a good number of people still think “First HILL” is just a clever name. While walking the dog yesterday, I saw this fine mess:
FUN GAME: Can you find the penis in this picture?
A neighbor told me that happened Monday night and there were even more cars involved, which were towed. For lack of a better solution, folks just left their cars there until the next day. So some well-meaning individual put a single orange traffic cone at the intersection at the top of the hill. Despite that, I saw the same wreck this morning with different cars.
These wrecks are happening just feet away from my parking garage exit, so I hope everyone understands why I’ll be taking a break for awhile. I love a good challenge, but trying to traverse Seattle hills through snow and ice is a very bad one.
Stay safe and have a great turkey-day!