Trying to get out of a parking lot after a reenactment is the same as trying to get out of a parking lot after a big football game. The main traffic lane is full, and the ancillary lanes on both sides of the main traffic lane are trying to forge their way into the main lane. It is a game of bluff, and you just have to wedge your vehicle into the mix and hope for the best.
I was driving Joe’s van, and after about 20 minutes of playing chicken, I was able to get into the main traffic lane. It took another 15 minutes to get completely out of the parking lot and onto the local county road.
Once on the county road, we had our rendezvous with our other van and vacated the rural Pennsylvania road for Highway 15, heading south. I had traveled these roads many times in my treks to Antietam and Gettysburg since 1994. It didn’t take long for us to go to Thurmont, MD; take Highway 77 over the Catoctin Mountain; and arrive at the Convenience Store/Gas Station in Smithsburg, MD where we stopped to sign our waivers for the 150th Gettysburg 4 days ago.
The men in the other van had vacated the Gettysburg parking lot so fast they hadn’t had a chance to change into their civilian clothes. So we took time for them to get dressed and bought a lot of bottled water and Cokes. We were very dehydrated from the day’s events.
After everyone had gotten dressed and had their fill of fluids, we had a pow wow and decided to go into Hagerstown, MD, which was just a hop-skip-and-a-jump up the road from our present position for a big meal before we started our 18 hour trek back home.
So, we all got in our vans, and Joe said he wanted to eat at the Texas Roadhouse in Hagerstown. I asked him to find it on his smartphone and let me know where it was. He found it rather fast and gave me the address. I knew right where it was. He called the other van and told them where we were going…and to follow us.
In no time we were seated in the Texas Roadhouse, ordering our food.
Ain’t the 21st century grand?