My wife and I decided to take a little weekend vacation to hang out with some friends in Springfield, MO. Springfield's about 170 miles from home.
About 9 miles away from our destination, we saw a low-flying Canadian Goose cross the highway right in front of our car. It was an awesome sight to behold. What sucked was the fact that there was a goose following that one. Traveling at highway speeds, I couldn't avoid it.
Looks like no auto glass places are open today, either. So, I'm stranded in southwestern Missouri until tomorrow.
I still got into town and got to hang out with my friends. One thing I noticed was the pedicab service. There weren't many of them, but they were around.
We played video games at a retro-fantastic arcade, chowed down some sandwiches at Jimmy John's and knocked back a few beers while playing pool. We were just a few blocks from campus (where they are staying), but my hotel room was a mile away, so I didn't feel like making them drive. I snagged a pedicab!
Anyhow, I don't think I'll make the Commuter Convoy this Monday, either. We've all but given up on finding an auto glass place that's open today.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
What a weekend...
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Wow! Bloody awful--especially for the goose. Don't suppose he walked--or flew--away from that one!
Whoah! I always thought bird strikes happened to aircraft.. So what altitude were you flying? ;-)
At least it wasn't frozen. That really sucks though. I guess they don't put high-impact rated glass in a Focus, eh? ;)
D'Oh! I forgot to mention that I've seen the pedicabs around the P&L District during the evening. I was surprised at first, but they make sense because several of the roads around the Sprint Center and all are shut down during the weekend nights.
I hate geeses to pieces!
Canadian Geese are like stop signs. They are a whole lot bigger when you try to find a spot in your room for one.
On the lighter side, I bet your boss had never heard that excuse before. How did you tell him? I think I would have said, "I was goosed." Probably a good thing I don't have a boss anymore ;) Glad you're safe.
My boss is out of town this week. My email to his delegate contained the two photos of my damaged car, and something like:
"I'm stranded in Springfield, with a broken windshield. We're okay, but there's a dead canadian goose next to highway 13 somewhere. See ya Tuesday."
Highway 13? Hmm...
I hit a goose with my antenna on my car before. It knocked it off (mag-mount) right as the interstate was shifting to the other lanes for 2-way traffic. I thought _that_ was an inconvenient ordeal! (I still have my old goose-shaped antenna.)
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