In defense of my SUV, well, my little SUV, my SUV-ek:
The road in front of my apartment building
My road to work
And now that Spring is upon us, the potholes have sprung up to greet us as well…. And the Gold Medal goes to Chris for her amazing Pothole Slalom…
That’s what it means to live in a country that has less money to spend on infrastructure than the previous country where you lived before. It means that there are fewer miles of highway, fewer good roads, more potholes, more traffic jams, more time lost sitting in your car, more trips to the mechanic to fix your car on the day you didn’t get a gold medal in the pothole slalom, but on the day you and your car disappeared into the pothole and you were disqualified from competition. At least we have health insurance ;)
On an optimistic note, near my apartment in the City the road workers were repairing a pothole…wait for it…wait for it…AT NIGHT!!!! Only Polish people or those who have lived in Poland for any amount of time can appreciate the true miraculousness of that occurrence. Aaaaaaa-mennnn.
On another optimistic note, our house it thawing out…… and deer have visited our garden through the gaping hole in our fence. The rest of the fence is staying up through sheer will power alone. All the news can’t be good news ;)