Highway Madness: Holiday Travel In New Jersey

My family decided to brave the state's highwayPerfect. It isn't perfect, but it is real!Somehow by
system one recent Thanksgiving by traveling thefollowing signs -- there are places in New Jersey
New Jersey Turnpike south to my sister's house offwhere signs will get you where you are going -- we
of Exit 7A. We started on Exit 18, knowing full wellarrived at my sister's home. We shared our stories of
that we would hit some traffic before we arrived ataccident scenes witnessed, a detour taken, and a
her home some 70 miles later. Little did we knowtown admired. The highway madness of earlier that
that our trip would be a bit of an adventure: not theday soon faded away as we enjoyed the company
type we would have liked to participated in either.Itof family and our Thanksgiving feast.In the early
was shortly after the noon hour when our carevening we decided to take our tired children and
passed through the EZPass booth. We soon foundhead home. Traffic was much lighter and it moved
ourselves traveling past Newark Liberty Airport andquickly. Heading north on the New Jersey Turnpike,
the "bucolic beauty" of industrial Linden, NJ. Choosingwe decided to exit the road and travel north on the
the car-only lanes seemed most sensible; withGarden State Parkway, which would bring us closer
enough big rigs and buses on the road we didn'tto our home. What had been a two hour trip down
want to subject our midsize car to the wake of awas looking like a 75 minute sprint home. Everything
tandem trailer whooshing on by. Soon after makingwas clear and seemed uneventful. How soon that
that decision we noticed brake lights more than onewould change.We noticed in the vicinity of the Union
mile down the road and a helicopter hoveringtolls that traffic was slowing down. At first, we
overhead. Uh oh, this did not look good.As we arrivedchalked it up to the usual bobbing and weaving one
near the stopped traffic, police cars and emergencymust do in order to find the correct toll lane.
vehicles screamed by along the shoulder. Within tenHowever, as we made the approach to the tolls we
minutes we were upon the scene: a green minivanlooked over to the southbound lane and saw the all
had gone off the road and flipped on its side. Wetoo familiar scenery of emergency vehicles. Not
didn't want to stare too closely but it did look like asagain.This time the scene seemed even more horrific.
if a small tree was sticking out of the windshield. WePulled off the road just south of the toll booths was
all said a prayer for the inhabitants and were thankinga public transit bus. A police officer stood outside
God that the rescue workers were already thereshining a light through the broken passenger windows.
doing what they do best. Moments later the trafficWe could see all the windows were blown out by a
broke and we found ourselves once again headingfire that appeared to have consumed the bus. None
south on the turnpike with not a little bit of thanks toof us wanted to imagine what happened; we simply
God on our part that we were safe.Holiday travel ingrimaced and said yet another prayer to Almighty
New Jersey is fun. Okay, barely tolerable is more likeGod for mercy.The remainder of the trip home found
it. If you have family more than 25 miles away, moreour car engulfed in silence.
than likely you will be on one of the major roadwaysLooking back, I certainly can give thanks for not
at some point in your trip. It seemed, at times, thatbeing involved in any one of the three accidents. We
the entire New Jersey populace was going where wedon't know if any produced fatalities, but we do
were going. I only hoped that my sister had a largeknow that lives were changed that day. Whether
enough turkey for everyone.By Exit 8A, traffic hadpeople were speeding, cut off, falling asleep behind
slowed again so we decided to exit the turnpike andthe wheel, or for whatever other reason the
follow Route 130 south. Not a great choice as Routeaccident happened, we will never know. Quite frankly,
130 is a four lane roadway desperately needing moreit no longer mattered.What we do know is this: even
lanes and less traffic lights. Still, we felt that it beatunder the best conditions and in the best weather,
the turnpike parking lot syndrome.Near Cranbury weroad trips cannot be taken for granted. New Jersey
began to experience deja vu all over again as theroads are crowded, but serious accidents occur all
saying goes. Stopped traffic. Sirens. Emergencyover the country. That is why our family prays for
vehicles spotted in front of us. The entire highwaytraveling mercies before we take an extended trip
closed and traffic rerouted. Unlike the previousand why we are quick to hold victims up in prayer
accident, we weren't going to witness the rescuewhen we come upon an accident scene.
attempt. So, we said some more prayers for theLife is too precious to do anything less.This article
victims, exited Route 130, and found ourselvesoriginally appeared on Townstead.com, a defunct site
following other cars through the town of Cranbury.Atmanaged by Matt Keegan. It was part of his "Life in
this point, we were in unfamiliar territory, but I didn'tNew Jersey" series of articles.Matthew Keegan is the
mind it. Cranbury is a lovely historic town that seemsowner of a successful article writing, web design, and
set in the mid-19th century. Nothing is new,marketing business based in North Carolina, USA. He
everything is preserved. If you must be detouredmanages several sites including the Corporate Flight
somewhere in New Jersey, this town is the place toAttendant Community and the Aviation Employment
visit. Tastefully decked out in Christmas splendor,Board. Please visit The Article Writer to review
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