fondness vs. fear
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I don't hate winter. Really, I don't. What I hate is the inconvenience of winter (shovelling, layering), but most of all, I hate driving in winter. HATE.
Thus, when it comes time to think about vacation, and one of my favorite places to go is Maine, I'm stuck only going in the warmer months, and not necessarily whenever the tickets are cheapest.
My favorite places to go are 2-3 hours drive from a major airport, on two-lane highways over mountains and through passes. In warm weather, it's beautiful and lush and green. In cold, it's still green, but gray, too, and you run the risk of blizzard conditions in October.
I cringe just thinking about driving a rental car in a blizzard when there's 20 miles between houses in some places, let alone towns.
To my dad? It's an adventure. To me, it's a teeth-gritting headache. I lost all confidence in my winter driving when I was 19, and I haven't gotten it back while driving a fishtailing lightweight pickup truck.
That's all I had, really. I'd love to take advantage of cheap airfares, but driving in blizzards make me ill.
Comments
I don't mind it, but then I've never known the pleasure of relying on a 2wd pickup in snow. Of course, 90% of my winter driving has been in Ohio, where '20 miles between houses' no longer applies. So the only real fear for me is of the Explorer driver who thinks they can still do 65 in 6" of snow.
Posted by: Dan | January 18, 2008 10:07 AM
I think my fears, at least with New England winters, mostly come from the fact that any accident might be in the middle of nowhere without cell service, not necessarily from the conditions themselves.
However, if a squall blew in while between towns (I'm thinking of two in particular, about an hour apart), I'd be a little nervous about becoming a snow covered lump on the side of the road.
Posted by: giga | January 18, 2008 10:31 AM