The drive to the beach

I was 13 hours of driving to the beach. I was strongly warned about the roads before we left. At first the roads were fine, then the rain came. If you have never been in a strong tropical rain it is difficult to image just how much water we are talking about. It makes driving a little dangerous, particularly when there are little mini-rivers running across the highway. A few times I could feel the car hydroplane a little.

Then came the section of road I would describe as craters of the moon. It was like a video game, trying to drive as fast as possible but swerving back and forth avoiding the larger suspension damaging and car swallowing holes. It was safer driving on the shoulder than on the road itself. This section was only about 25 miles long and the road got better. Strangely, I found the experience entertaining and a better part of the drive.

Then came the curves and curves. The problem was it was dark and raining intemittently and I was tired. It was draining. We passed a couple cars that had damaged their cars after hitting big holes. We also saw a dead motorcylist laying in the street and a few lesser accidents.

I was relieved when we arrived a little after midnight. Unfortunately, the kids slept most of the way and were awake while I only wanted to collapse.