Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Baltimore, watch your back
Ok, I have a very serious bone to pick with the City of Baltimore.
How hard is it to post a couple of signs directing the unsuspecting motorist from the end of one major North-South highway (83) to the start of another (95)????? And oh, wait, it would be good if the signs they put up would actually get you to 95, and not some random gas station east of the city, where the clerk behind the counter couldn't give directions, but the random guy buying lottery scratch-off cards from a vending machine could. Argh! It took me (and Ri, my unfortunate passenger) 2 hours to get home from Baltimore on Saturday night after Diana's show.
The show, Variations on Desire, was a blast. But Baltimore? Oy.
How hard is it to post a couple of signs directing the unsuspecting motorist from the end of one major North-South highway (83) to the start of another (95)????? And oh, wait, it would be good if the signs they put up would actually get you to 95, and not some random gas station east of the city, where the clerk behind the counter couldn't give directions, but the random guy buying lottery scratch-off cards from a vending machine could. Argh! It took me (and Ri, my unfortunate passenger) 2 hours to get home from Baltimore on Saturday night after Diana's show.
The show, Variations on Desire, was a blast. But Baltimore? Oy.
