Friday, March 09, 2012

Pothole season begins. Or not.

London, ON, March 2009
About this photo: Thematic. Past its prime. Here. Just because.

Normally around this time of year, the winter-worn streets in the Great White North begin to sprout potholes large enough to swallow and small-to-medium-size child whole. But this hasn't been a normal winter, so the city is gleefully celebrating all the money it saved because the mild season saved its pothole-refilling budget a huge wad of cash.

Never mind that they'll probably take that money and blow it all on a temporary outdoor light show for next year's skating championships. Or smartphones for city councillors who think Twitter is something birds do. It's still nice to come in under budget, no matter the reason.

But since I'm Canadian and I'm genetically encoded to cringe whenever I'm in a car in March and I think we're about to go in and never come out, I'll post this as a ritualistic Canadian celebration of the hardships we endure. Because life's just a little bit richer when the road is a bit bumpy.

Your turn: Where does this road lead?


Steve Gravano said...

At first glance, I thought you visited the moon. Wow, that's some road!

Lisa Shafer said...

Heh. Try living in Utah.
Not only do we normally have winters with lots of snow, salt, and snowplows to tear up asphalt, we also normally have scorching summers to stretch the blacktop with intense heat.

larkswing said...

Oh my! I live in the south, deep south, so we do not have the changes in temp to create such bumpy roads :)

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