Going to the Pound
So last week Tues I started driving toward Las Vegas so that my little sister could finally meet her puppy. We had a great time, had lunch at a little Mexican restaurant and spend time chilling at a hotel while CiCi and LaLa played with the puppies. Even the trip home started out ok until.... I pulled off to get gas about 80 miles from Provo. I got back on the freeway and got into a groove,
snacking and listening to music, frequently looking at how LONG I had been driving instead of checking in what DIRECTION! Since it was pitch dark out and signs are extreemly sporatic, it was almost 35 MILES before I realized I was going the wrong way! SUCK! Of course, that meant I sped up the setting on the cruise control... which, in turn lead to my ticket. You know, people drive that strip at 15-20 over at I was doing a measly 11 over! Where's the justice?! I guess Joey gets to do the distance driving for a while!
5 comments:
This sounds strangely familiar....didn't we go like TWO HOURS in the wrong direction driving back from Wisconsin one time? :-)
I TOTALLY forgot about that! HaHa - good times :) At least no ticket was involved that time!
Yes, I read the comments :-) Ha Ha
Was it by St. George? My friend and I got pulled over for speeding there. She talked the officer out of the ticket, but I think the officer saw my wheelchair in the backseat and took pity.
It was actually further north - still along I-15 but only about 100 miles from Provo - yeah for tickets :P
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