So here we were...stuck. Couldn't get under the next bridge. Oh my God. Just then I looked in the mirror and saw a couple of trucks with yellow flashing lights coming up behind us. Maybe this was our break. They pulled up on the shoulder next to us and said they'd help us out. They would block traffic to allow us to get to the shoulder.
They did and then they proposed the craziest idea I had ever heard.
They pointed to a roadway that was about one hundred yards across a field and up a slight incline. The guy said, “get a rolling start on the shoulder and then turn across the field. The ground is frozen and should hold. We'll go up on that highway and block traffic. You come across the field onto the highway and follow it to the expressway you belong on. It'll take you back across the George Washington Bridge and out of the city.”
Oh my God.
You've gotta be mother-truckin kidding me!
But alas, we clearly had no choice. So in the utter darkness we were going to take loaded big rigs across the frozen field (there was only a dusting of snow on the ground), up the incline, and onto the roadway which will eventually lead to a safe way out of the city.
Ok, sure. Hell, what could go wrong? Oh my God. So we saw traffic clear on the highway we were destined for. We got a rolling start, grabbed all the gears we could get, kept our foot on the floor, and there we went – two rigs across the field, up the incline, and bounced over the curb onto the empty highway.
Holy crap we did it!!!
Looking back in the mirror we saw that thousands of people were sitting at a standstill behind us waiting to be released so they could continue their commute home. We kept our foot on the floor and headed toward the George Washington Bridge as fast as we could.
When we made it to the bridge, the gateway out of the city, it was a rush I don't think I had ever felt before! Everything that could possibly have gone wrong that day did...except one thing...we didn't hit anything!
Yeah, I scraped the bridge, but shut up!!! I'm not talking about that!
I mean no fender benders, no running over cars, nothing. I got dumped into the middle of the Bronx with no idea what to do, got lost numerous times, backed up up a hill going the wrong way to get out from under a bridge, made several u-turns, illegally got onto a parkway, held up thousands of commuters trying to get home, drove a loaded big rig across a frozen field on a cold winter's night, and nearly threw up on myself several dozen times!
But regardless, we did it!
We made it out unscathed!!!! I was screaming WOO HOO at the top of my lungs!!!!! I looked out over Manhattan from the top of that Bridge and realized I had escaped the most horrible nightmare of my truckin life! Oh my God we made it out alive! Insane.