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So the family and I took our big New England vacation this past week. We set out early Tuesday morning heading up for Rhode Island, and finished up late Friday afternoon driving back down from Vermont. Overall not much suck to report, thank goodness, and the occasional spot of serendipity and awesome service, but I thought I'd comment here on my observations of New England drivers in general.
Boston traffic aside (because there's really nothing like competing with Boston traffic in New England), the worst drivers we encountered were on the roads of Vermont. However, they were not all Vermont drivers. Oh no.
Our trip through Vermont was mostly punctuated by slowpokes and speed demons. For every speedy Vermont driver we encountered, tailgating us in frustration until they could finally pass, we also encountered a Vermont-plated slowpoke out for a Sunday drive on a sunny Friday morning. The worst of the slowpokes was probably this one guy in a florist's car (ad decals in the window, vanity plates that corresponded to the business) who toddled along at a good ten miles below the posted speed limit. He kept just enough speed on when there were passing lanes that we didn't think we could safely pass him without breaking the speed limit a few times over, yet whenever there was a solid double yellow (no passing at all) and oncoming traffic, he drifted over a tiny bit toward the shoulder and slowed down as if inviting us to just pass him already. We finally escaped him when we needed to turn onto a different highway to head south while he was sticking to local roads.
But worse than that were the speed demons on 91 south through Vermont. There was one guy in a convertible from Massachusetts who seemed to think he was in a race or something, zipping past at almost 90mph when I was cruising along at 70 (5 over the limit, and right in line with surrounding traffic). That guy took the prize, but all the other crazy speeders? Right from our home state of Connecticut. Even the speedy Vermont cars didn't hold a candle to this trio of CT drivers that just had to zip past me and played all aggressive in a construction zone until things opened up enough for them to get by. Seems even on vacation, I can't get away from the crazies from our state.
I can't wait until we move in December and can trade in our CT plates for a NY set.
Boston traffic aside (because there's really nothing like competing with Boston traffic in New England), the worst drivers we encountered were on the roads of Vermont. However, they were not all Vermont drivers. Oh no.
Our trip through Vermont was mostly punctuated by slowpokes and speed demons. For every speedy Vermont driver we encountered, tailgating us in frustration until they could finally pass, we also encountered a Vermont-plated slowpoke out for a Sunday drive on a sunny Friday morning. The worst of the slowpokes was probably this one guy in a florist's car (ad decals in the window, vanity plates that corresponded to the business) who toddled along at a good ten miles below the posted speed limit. He kept just enough speed on when there were passing lanes that we didn't think we could safely pass him without breaking the speed limit a few times over, yet whenever there was a solid double yellow (no passing at all) and oncoming traffic, he drifted over a tiny bit toward the shoulder and slowed down as if inviting us to just pass him already. We finally escaped him when we needed to turn onto a different highway to head south while he was sticking to local roads.
But worse than that were the speed demons on 91 south through Vermont. There was one guy in a convertible from Massachusetts who seemed to think he was in a race or something, zipping past at almost 90mph when I was cruising along at 70 (5 over the limit, and right in line with surrounding traffic). That guy took the prize, but all the other crazy speeders? Right from our home state of Connecticut. Even the speedy Vermont cars didn't hold a candle to this trio of CT drivers that just had to zip past me and played all aggressive in a construction zone until things opened up enough for them to get by. Seems even on vacation, I can't get away from the crazies from our state.
I can't wait until we move in December and can trade in our CT plates for a NY set.
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