We left around noon on Friday to head to West Chester . . .
traffic was pretty bad on the Schullkill expressway so we let our GPS find an alternate route, very pretty but very circuitous through the hills around the river, fancy residential areas of Galdwynne, lots of curves and hills, by this time Byron was getting car sick, and we did not get to the museum until 6 and by the time we went to park the car was sounding like a jet landing, Tim said he could barely make it up the driveway to the museum and the lots were full and he did not know if we could drive the car any further.
Well needless to say we were not feeling too good about this time after 6 hours of travel running late and now faced with the possibility of the car needing to be towed to some inner city Phillie garage and us being over 20 miles from Byron's college and our motel. We managed to get the car down the hill of the museum to a lot in the center of a traffic circle and gave up and went to eat, we had not eaten all day,(since I was on high alert mode all I managed was half a salad) and do the museum and deal with it when we came out. As Tim would later say the museum was a blur, finally about 8:15 I said I had had it, was too anxious about dealing with the car and wanted to see if we could make it back to West Chester.
Well needless to say we were not feeling too good about this time after 6 hours of travel running late and now faced with the possibility of the car needing to be towed to some inner city Phillie garage and us being over 20 miles from Byron's college and our motel. We managed to get the car down the hill of the museum to a lot in the center of a traffic circle and gave up and went to eat, we had not eaten all day,(since I was on high alert mode all I managed was half a salad) and do the museum and deal with it when we came out. As Tim would later say the museum was a blur, finally about 8:15 I said I had had it, was too anxious about dealing with the car and wanted to see if we could make it back to West Chester.
We did manage to leave the museum just at twilight, the rain had stopped, the clouds had lifted, the birds were singing in the trees by the freeway. We wandered back to the parking lot and got in and discussed if we should try to limp back on surface roads or the freeway, Tim wanted to go on secondary roads I just wanted to get out of the city as quickly as possible and we ended up deciding on the freeway. Well the car had sat for 3 hours and the wheels had cooled down so when we backed up the grinding noise was bad but not awful so we decided we would try the freeway because Tim said if we broke down they could find us easier. Joy, joy.
Remember we do not have a lot of luck on these day trips a few years ago when we went to Atlantic City for Tim's birthday another car's steering wheel caught on fire with an electrical short and we were towed to a hole in the wall garage there that was very inner city but we survived that and limped home from that one.
Anyway we did make it back to West Chester to the room around 10 and collapsed ate crackers and drank ginger ale to settle our nerves . . .
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