Wow. title this "I survived the drive home from the Springsteen concert."
Went to see Bruce at the Xcel Center Sunday in St. Paul.
Drive up, caught some snow through Mankato and St. Peter, then it picked up again at about Shakopee. when I got out of the X at 11:00pm, it was snowing hard. Hard to see - I missed my bleeping exit to the freeway and drove around St. Paul for 15 minutes trying to figure out where the F*** I was. (true story - at one point I was waiting forever for a light to change and got pissed off, so I made a left turn on a red light......I was a little worked up by that point)
Then the real fun began. Traffic was moving about 30-35mph on 94, 35W and 494. If you stayed in one lane, it was ok, but changing lanes was dicey - ran through piled-up snow and started fish-tailing.
Got to 169 south - and that was worse. unplowed with no lanes visible. slogged along at about 30 to 40 mph. north of Jordan, I got behind a snow plow and figured bleep it, I'd rather go 25mph behind a plow on a clear road as opposed to going 10mph faster through slop.
South of St. Peter, roads got better, and from Mankato to Butterfield, roads were fine - going 60. Butterfield to Windom, ran into some drifting and snow patches, so backed off again.
Got to my house at about 3:00am. a trip that normally would take a little over 2-1/2 hours took close to 4 hours. and then, because I'm nuts, I shoveled my driveway before putting the car in the garage. (hey, I hate when snow gets 'wheel-tracked' down in the driveway). Went to bed a little after 3:30am.
I'm getting too old for this sh*t.