Return of Memoryfest - Day 18/31
Jan. 17th, 2007 11:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
18. Middle School
My best friend A.'s family invited me to go up to the KOA campground in Kingston, NY with them for a weekend in their motorhome. We drove up on a Friday night. I can't have been in the front passenger seat, but I had a clear view out the front windshield. At one point we were passing through a particularly heavily-wooded area with no street lights, oncoming traffic, buildings or other signs of habitation, and when I looked, all you could see was the vehicle's headlights disappearing into complete blackness.
(I'm sure this would be nothing special for the country bumpkins among you, and I'd been in cars and a motorhome driving at night in uninhabited places before that camping trip. But for some reason, that night in particular stands out in my memory.)
WTF
My best friend A.'s family invited me to go up to the KOA campground in Kingston, NY with them for a weekend in their motorhome. We drove up on a Friday night. I can't have been in the front passenger seat, but I had a clear view out the front windshield. At one point we were passing through a particularly heavily-wooded area with no street lights, oncoming traffic, buildings or other signs of habitation, and when I looked, all you could see was the vehicle's headlights disappearing into complete blackness.
(I'm sure this would be nothing special for the country bumpkins among you, and I'd been in cars and a motorhome driving at night in uninhabited places before that camping trip. But for some reason, that night in particular stands out in my memory.)
WTF
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Date: Jan. 18th, 2007 06:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 18th, 2007 06:37 pm (UTC)That sounds sweet. It must have been nice not only to be talking with your dad like that but to be doing it when the other passengers were asleep. Like it was sort of a magical time.
You've reminded me -- the epitome of nighttime driving when I was a kid was coming back on the parkway from our grandparents' house, lying back and closing my eyes but still being able to see the orange flashes of the streetlamps and listening to the rhythm of the pavement seams. Like Robert Redford in Sneakers, if you've seen that, only without the being-tied-up-in-a-trunk part.
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Date: Jan. 18th, 2007 07:05 am (UTC)Needless to say, we didn't get a chance to do any of the nifty outdoors stuff that the lodge offered, like horseback riding. You couldn't even see any scenic woods from the huge picture windows in the lodge's restaurant: all that was visible was a wall of white fog.
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Date: Jan. 18th, 2007 06:46 pm (UTC)Well, there was also the time I was with my boyfriend and he was speeding along this bridge from Manhattan in a narrow lane along the right edge, separated from the main lanes, which I wasn't even sure was meant for cars (it was), clutching the sides of the seat and being convinced we were about to go flying off the edge.
Disappointing about not being able to do and see what you wanted to in Virginia. Were you ever able to go back when the weather was better? When I visited Kilauea in Hawaii a few years ago, the mountain was all fogged in so you could see down into the crater from the top or up into the lava hills from the shore, like what you've described when you looked out of the lodge's windows. And Hawaii is not a place to which I can easily return!
Yes, let me reply to your comment with three stories about ME. :)
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Date: Jan. 19th, 2007 12:30 am (UTC)...Glad we settled that, then.
Switchbacks are not my friends. A good percentage of the dreams I've had about being in cars have involved malfunctioning brakes and big drops.
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Date: Jan. 19th, 2007 12:50 am (UTC)LOL. Yes. Me too ;)
*shudders at your dreams*
The most scared I've been is actually in buses/coaches (particularly double decker buses) taking curve after curve next to yawning drops with wholly inadequate guard rails. I mean, two or three feet of concrete isn't going to mean a thing to a bus. IMO XD
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Date: Jan. 19th, 2007 01:59 am (UTC)As for the Blue Ridge Mountains, we never did get back to them as a family unit. However, I went to grad school at UVa, which was a stone's throw away from the Skyline Drive. I took the opportunity to go hiking there as often as I could.
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