don’t even try to out-nerd me …

On our way out of town this weekend, the husband and I ran into horrendous traffic.  Like we were on 95 for an hour and had only traveled 7 miles.

So what to do?  The husband whipped out his handy-dandy palm treo and google mapped us up some new directions.  We hopped off the misery of 95, and headed down 17.  And then route 1.  And finally route 208.  It may not have ended up much faster, but it was certainly more pleasant to be in MOVING traffic than sitting amongst all the people headed to the beach. 

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