![]() There was no side of the road to pull over without getting stuck or wrecking the car. The road was manageable because it had to be. It looked like it was normally a two-lane road, with the double yellow line through the middle, but with the amount of snow on the ground, it appeared someone just kind of drove through the middle with a plow so people could at least sort of drive through. The roads were big enough for one car to get through in most parts, and then there were a couple of areas where two cars could pass by each other as long as they were willing to drive through some small branches. Even now, after trying to track the journey on an actual map, we still have no clue where we were. The radio was playing almost pure static, as well. We barely had any cell service, so our GPS with our maps weren’t working anymore. It was pitch-black out, and the snow had knocked out the power, so there were no street lights. Or, at least they looked like back roads. It was stressful at first – the roads were something of a mess – and we thought of stopping, but then the roads cleared up, so we agreed that it was fine to keep driving. The detour took us down some back roads around Springfield, Virginia. We didn’t run into the actual storm, just the aftermath. You could tell that it had somewhat snowed recently, but we didn’t think we were going to run into any of the true stormy weather. It was getting dark, but we had always pushed through the 13-hour drive in one day so we thought nothing about it. So we obviously decided to take the detour. Normally, it probably would’ve added an extra half-hour, but with the delays on the freeway, it was going to save us about two hours. It was right outside of the city limits that our GPS told us there was heavy traffic ahead, but that a shorter route was available. We got zero notices about people needing to stay off the roads, and we were tuned into local news stations the whole way. We always take I95 because it both has the prettiest views, and is a significantly shorter route. Up until the parking lot known as I95, it was probably the most fun we had ever had on one of these trips, and we’ve made this particular journey together eight times now. ![]() ![]() We were playing “our game” and having an absolute blast. The two of us take turns picking a color with whoever finds the most of that color having to pay for dinner. We drove through Connecticut, New York, Pennsylvania, and Maryland with absolutely no problem. We had our coffee, had picked up some breakfast, and were on the road by 8am on Monday. Prior to the backup, the trip had been going great. The night before, we checked weather reports for our route and all was clear. My boyfriend and I had gone to New England to visit his family for New Year’s and were traveling back home to North Carolina this past Monday. After all, I was trapped there for 16 hours. Over 40 miles of cars trapped on the interstate in sub-freezing temperatures for over 20 hours is absolutely miserable. And I can attest to the fact it felt worse than it looked on the news. By now, I’m sure you heard that the gridlock earlier this week on I95 in Virginia was absolutely terrible.
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