New Years was spent with our friends in Jamestown. Getting there was one of the worst trips in recent memory. The road, and weather got worse every mile. When we finally got near our destinatioin you could not see the road at all. Only the reflector poles marking the sides of the road gave a clue that there was a road at all. How could you make this worse? Put the commander in the co-pilot seat. While concentrating as hard as possible, the commander would often give bizzare advice about how one should drive. Frequently she would tell me that the brake lights were on in the car in front of us. Apparently the commander was under the impression I was watching television. Her best remark was to suddenly say "There is a white car with no lights on". My brain panicked thinking she had spotted a stalled car ahead of us and we were about to crash. However, when I shouted where, she explained it was in the West bound lane of the interstate on which we were heading East, so it made no difference to us. I tried to explain how nice it would be when we were driving on instruments if she only gave me relevant information. While in Jamestown we had the car equipped with some controls on her side. She now has the brake and gas peddle. We are negotiating for the wheel. I am ready to give it up.
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