Very early last Friday morning (think 2:00 am), I discovered the Pearl Harbor Memorial Bridge. It's not nearly as fantastical as I would have hoped. As a matter of fact, if it weren't for the green road sign, I would have missed it entirely. But then, I really wasn't looking for it... in Pennsylvania.
It was located just south of the Pennsylvania Turnpike - the most horrid excuse for a road I hope you never have to travel. Last year, upon paying my few dollars to enter this poorly maintained stretch of pavement, we asked the toll-taker if we could request that the money we gave her be used to improve the road surface. She said no (fabulous sense of humor on that one). And so, it came as no surprise that the road still sucks. I'm guessing that all of the money that they collect from the poor souls who have to travel that stretch of endless potholes and uneven surfaces ends up maintaining the call boxes found at each and every mile-marker. I bet they get a lot of use.
The End
13 years ago
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Yay! Words!!! ;)
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