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My daughters, who live in Connecticut are coming in for the weekend. We have a busy one planned. It is my younger nephew Alex's high school graduation tomorrow and we are going to a concert on Sunday. My older nephew Eric (Alex's brother) goes to school at Northeastern which is one of the finest engineering universities in the country and located in Boston. The plan was for them to meet at the ferry in New London, Ct and take it across together to Long Island. My nephew told my bro-in-law that he was taking the 9:00PM Sea Jet (makes the trip in about half the time). So my sister, both bro-in-laws, and myself begin the 55 mile drive out to Orient Point, Long Island. We get a phone call from Eric who is getting on the regular ferry which is scheduled to leave at 8:45PM. Apparently this brilliant 20 year old young man who is a double engineering major and works at MIT's Lincoln Lab did not read the ferry schedule properly. The 9:00PM Sea Jet only runs on Saturdays. The 8:45PM regular ferry is the last one out and since my daughters had no shot at getting there in time, I was dropped off back at my car and will have to make the 55 mile drive out there alone, at 6AM, instead of in pleasant company tonight. I have the link to the ferry listed in my favorites. I did not double check the most basic of facts and paid the price for my oversight. Have any of you overlooked something basic which makes you question where the f*ck your brains were? Yep, amking a trip to Ocracoke on the outer banks. I looked up an alternate route to get there to save an hour. Instead of just driving up the strip of the seashore, I went to Swan Quarter to catch another ferry over. That ferry only runs twice a day, and that little community doesn't even have a B&B. Had to backtrack and it was 2 am when we made it back just to the Hatteras Lighthouse. Let me say I was not a favorite of many that night. |
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Edited by
Jess642
on
Fri 06/26/09 09:43 PM
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No matter what goofy things I do, I seem to have the luck of the irish, a swarm of guardian angels, and a million good samaritans just waiting to pull me out of whatever pickle I got myself into.
Why? I have no idea...do I count on them...nuh uh. |
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"Do you take this woman........"
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"Do you take this woman........" |
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