Jet ski’s, a tornado protruding from the sky, kids covering me in wet sand, barbecues and family fun. The 4th of July weekend lives up to it’s promises once again. We have made the near four hour family excursion to my families lake house countless times for many occasions. And history could not have repeated itself more perfect when my Dad said “we better hit the road early because we’re going to hit the holiday traffic.”
My dad and I hop in his car with my pup and head back to the land of never ending construction and plentiful tollways. About and hour in, as expected, we come to a dead halt. The ever-so slow moving holiday parking lot, otherwise known as I-90, was flooded with it’s northbound weekend warrior Chicagoans.
So, I said to my pops, “why don’t you hop off here and we can take highway-12 and bypass some of this traffic.”
