Slogs of varying length

Those of us who don’t have to deal with Really Terrible Traffic on a regular basis might be considered spoiled. I know I swore a great deal yesterday when the 18-minute drive home, which lately has grown to 23 minutes because of construction along I-44, took a whole 29 minutes.

The I-85 incident reminded Tam of the days she had to drive through north Georgia:

One thing about Atlanta commutes is that they’re long. Mile-wise, the average Atlanta resident used to have a longer commute than any other major metro, although I don’t know if that’s changed.

When I worked third shift at the convenience store where Roswell Road crossed I-285, one of my morning regulars was a woman who was stopping to get coffee on her commute from Dahlonega to the Atlanta Airport. Go look at that on a map. When I worked at Lawrenceville Airport, one of our pilots commuted from his home just across the South Carolina state line. My own commute at the time, from home to gun store to airport to home, was 100 miles a day.

And yet I whine about 21.5 miles a day. Spoiled, I tell you.





3 comments

  1. jsallison »

    1 April 2017 · 9:56 am

    Lawton to OKC and back, every day. Saving grace is it’s all highway, and only gets squirrelly on the stretch from Newcastle north to the city proper.

  2. fillyjonk »

    1 April 2017 · 10:03 am

    I have about a 2 mile commute, but I pay for it in other ways. (Like: living in a town where if I want groceries better than what Mart of Wal has on offer, I have an hour’s round-trip in front of me). Also my town has the annoying habit of blocking off many of the residential streets roughly every other Saturday for a “fun run” of some sort. (Perhaps this is the Universe telling me I should not go in to work on Saturdays…)

  3. McG »

    1 April 2017 · 10:24 am

    When we moved a few years ago onto the present home acres, Mrs. McG’s daily commute rose from 12 miles each way to 18. This is comparable to her daily commute for four of our five years in Alaska, though the majority of that was on an expressway whereas now her only contact with such is crossing over it.

    The best part of her commute though is it stays dozens of miles away from Atlanta itself. I may have read last year about traffic there being the 9th worst in the world, but it probably didn’t make an impression because we already avoid it as much as possible — but I think I would have been surprised there were eight places on earth with worse traffic.

    My recent experience with the connector (combined I-75/I-85) during Mrs. McG’s hospitalization though gave me a different perspective on the individual components, as noted by me yesterday on my blog: “I actually came to regard most people I was sharing the freeway with as merely responding as rationally as possible to a freeway system designed by Tweedledum and Tweedledee’s stupider brother.”

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