We have been in a little bit of a drought here in San Antonio, so the past two days of rain have been a welcome surprise. I know some people hate rain, or sunshine, or snow, or snowy rain or rainy sunshine, but not me. I love all the changes mother nature throws at us. The only time I am not jovial about these naturally occurring curve balls is when I'm driving.
Case in point, I get off of work yesterday and head home. As my trip began there was a slight sprinkle, nothing that would bring us out of the drought, but enough to be satisfied we are seeing rain. As I get on I-10 and pick up speed the rain begins to fall heavier. Traffic slows well below
the speed limit as the rain continues to pummel our horseless carriages. As I near my exit, traffic from the middle rain begins to swerve into the right or left lanes, dodging an object in the middle. Through the downpour I could see the object slowly approaching.
What was it? It was large, coming up to the hood of my Durango; it also had a pale color on one side.
"What the crap?" I said outloud. Seconds later I found out how right I was.
A porta-potty lay on its side right in the middle lane of I-10. The door had even been jarred open from the fall off the truck. I couldn't help but laugh and I wish I had a camera on me at that moment.
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That stinks that you didn't have your camera! That could have been a real crappy situation if you had hit it. I'm glad you didn't lose your load.
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