Chesapeake Bay Bridge and Tunnel, located on Route 13 to runs to the Eastern Shore of Virginia. There are so many people who are afraid to cross this bridge because of the large amount of water underneath. The only time I am afraid is when the wind is blowing and the water is splashing up on the bridge. Yeah, that’s super scary! I guess it’s not so bad when you cross this bridge in a car, but imagine crossing in a big truck, a high-profile vehicle, you have to slow your roll and pay closer attention to what’s going on around you.
The scenery off this bridge is beautiful! Nothing but water for a few minutes, ships crossing over the tunnel, you may be able to catch a picture or two when that happens. My view maybe a little better than others because I sit up higher. There is a restaurant located at the first tunnel you come to when crossing from the Norfolk side called The Virginia Originals & Chesapeake Grill. I have not had the chance to stop through but I am sure it’s good. You can get any fresher seafood than being right on the water. The many reviews I’ve read, some good some bad, but you can say that about any establishment! The speed limit is where it should be. Traveling any faster may create problems you don’t want. I don’t think that you will ever be that thirsty!
The best time to cross is only when its a clear sunny day, so you can see everything! It is totally amazing!
Have you ever been stuck in an elevator? I was going about my day as usual, stocking the breakrooms and pantries in an office building. I was at the second stop of the day. I got on the elevator to the 6th floor when it stopped between the 5th and 6th. A loud bell started ringing and my immediate thought was, ‘What the hell?’ I reached over and started punching buttons to see if the doors would open, they didn’t. A loud voice came over the intercom in the elevator to let me know that someone was on their way to fix the situation. I acknowledged them and told them that I was the only one in the elevator.
I manuevered the cart I was pushing to the side so that I could sit down on the floor. I pulled out my phone and started checking my emails. The whole time, I kept wondering when I was going to lose my mind, start sweating, or even start shaking. It never happened. At least, I now know that I am not claustrophobic! Actually, it was kind of peaceful in there. I could hear people talking about the elevator being stuck and there was one person inside. I started to call several people but decided against it.
Twenty minutes later, the car jolted and then moved up and the doors opened. I stood up and saw that there was a crowd outside the door. I smiled and walked out with my cart. Everybody was making a big deal about the fact I was smiling instead of being upset, I was fine, there was no need to be upset. I can now say I have been trapped in an elevator! It felt longer than 20 minutes.
Now, for the most embarrassing part
Being trapped in such a small space, not only did I have to go pee, I had a terrible case of …gas! OMG! When the doors opened and the smell hit everyone in the face, I felt 2 inches tall! I could not get out of there fast enough. Some people laughed and others showed their indignity with frowns and waving their hands in front of their faces. You could have bought me for a nickel when that door opened. Needless to say, no one entered the elevator after I left!