The first one I saw as things started getting rural was the bear crossing sign. When you see this, it always gives you pause. I'm used to the cute little deer crossing signs - although, if I were to have one trample me & my car, I'm sure I wouldn't think it quite so cute.
Next up? Snowmobile crossing. Now, I know these areas get a lot of snow, but shouldn't snowmobilers be held to the same traffic laws? You know, like not crossing an interstate without looking both ways first??
Lastly? Moose crossing. I've been warned about the moose. I've been told that if I see one, I should do my best to avoid it. If I see it before I hit it. I love the optimism that some people have!
The other interesting thing about the interstates here is the lack of description on your exit signs. You tell me there's food, gas, phone & (sometimes [I'm assuming it's weather dependent] camping). Great! But how do I know what kind of food?? False advertising, I tell you!! My stomach is going a mile a minute. I guess I'll pull off here. What, the nearest food is 2 miles down the road & I don't know what it is? Yep, getting back on the interstate. Next exit - same thing. No signs telling me what there will be to eat.
I decided to finally just bite the bullet and go for it. I was starving. I was thirsty. And I had to go to the bathroom! I drove 1 mile down the road to find a gas station & a diner that was closed. After asking in the gas station, I found that my options were a local pizza place, Chinese food (hello sodium) and a sub shop. I settled on the sub shop, which was a cute little diner type place. I asked for a piece of grilled chicken with some peppers and onions and a slice of provolone. No telling exactly how healthy that was, but it was good - not usually a good indicator!
Back up in New England for the remainder of the week & already looking forward to coming home.
I'll have a guest post over at Brittany Ann's Living in the Moment tomorrow - make sure to stop by.
Happy Tuesday!!
