Last week I was vacationing in Bills’ country — it’s tough being a Dolphins fan these days, but especially so within an hour or so of Buffalo — getting my fix of hot wings (not hard to find pretty much anywhere these days) and Beef on ‘Weck (still a local phenomenon), which required me to travel through Pennsylvania.
Eleven freaking “work areas” on the way up. Similar on the way back, with some changes to the route, though I didn’t bother to count. Not one of them was “active” and no workers to be seen, though to be fair it was on the weekend, but I’ve seen this during the week on other trips. Ugh. Is “Under Construction” the new state motto?
Anyway, if anyone in the DC area is lonely for this, the stretch of Rt 50 just east of Glebe Rd. in northern Virginia has been a work area since early July, and Friday is just the second day I’ve seen workers there.
Is “Under Construction” the new state motto?
I prefer “Fines Doubled in Work Areas.” That’s the label on the mix-tape I made, back in the day when one made mix tapes, and I was driving from Rockville to Whitney Point on a regular basis.