Wednesday, July 3, 2013
The infiinte bridge over endless ocean with no guard rails--and just wide enough for my vehicle and nothing else--where the slightest drift would result in a one-way trip to Davey Jone's Locker...
But I faced that fear. 20+ years later I returned to the genesis of my recurring childhood nightmare, and like a REAL MAN I drove my MINI Cooper across the entire Chesapeake Bay Bridge - AND THEN BACK AGAIN. Just for good measure.
I've been shot at, walked through minefields, and been forced to sleep out in the Arctic during winter with nothing but a sleeping bag all with no problem. But this bridge? I'm still terrified. You realize that this bridge actually goes UNDER THE WATER?!
That just isn't right. Isn't right at all.
Thanks Sarah Reger Hoover for reminding me that this nightmare will never end.