Eric15
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My son and I were supposed to come up for the game today. We spent about three hours in the car and got only as far as York, PA where there was a massive accident that shut down all of I-83 North. All the rush hour traffic heading north was being diverted to side streets, and it was just a gridlocked nightmare.
I made the executive decision to turn around and go home, and instead come up for the Duke game in a few weeks. It would have taken us 8-9 hours instead of the usual five and a half. My son literally cried because he gets so excited for these games and then refused to talk to me for most of the ride home. I finally won him over by saying we could stop at McDonald's on the way home and he could get a Quarter Pounder with bacon and a McFlurry, only to find out in the drive thru that the ice cream machine was broken.
Mid-4th quarter we were feeling good with my decision. Now I'm going to hear about it until the day I die.
I made the executive decision to turn around and go home, and instead come up for the Duke game in a few weeks. It would have taken us 8-9 hours instead of the usual five and a half. My son literally cried because he gets so excited for these games and then refused to talk to me for most of the ride home. I finally won him over by saying we could stop at McDonald's on the way home and he could get a Quarter Pounder with bacon and a McFlurry, only to find out in the drive thru that the ice cream machine was broken.
Mid-4th quarter we were feeling good with my decision. Now I'm going to hear about it until the day I die.
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