Okay, so, yesterday I drove Jamie to MoBay so she could "go foreign" til the end of September, while Nick and Jody took our final team of the summer to Ocho Rios and then to MoBay to spend the night before leaving today for home. The drive to MoBay is one I have made now MANY times, and I pretty much know where all of the areas are where cops hang out. Plus, I am usually very aware of my speed, but yesterday all of the right ingredients came together for a pot of "Are You Serious" stew.
Let me just say that sometimes...
talking + driving = not paying attention
not paying attention + driving = speeding
speeding + cop = ticket
72 kmh in a 50 kmh zone.... I could see the 80 kmh sign from where the cop was parked, 2 stone throws away. I never thought I would ever get a speeding ticket for driving the equivalent of 45mph on the open highway. On the up side, both officers were very polite.
Maybe I will just ride while Jamie drives to the airport next time and I will drive the car back...
Well, maybe I will just slow down... that sounds like a better idea (sorry Jamie).
(Paid that ticket this morning, Aug. 24... $5,000... Jamaican that is.)
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Ouch!
ReplyDeleteAt least the officers were polite ;o)