Moving Right Along

We delivered the insulated panels at the jobsite in Clayton first thing in the morning, then hightailed it to Columbia SC to get the first of four picks bound for McCloud, CA.
This first pick turned out to be old bleacher boards from schools around the east, that the shipper salvages and restores.
We had called the second pick to tell him we would be there first thing in the morning, and to get directions. The guy was a little vague, and turned out not to be the guy at the shipping location. He said if he were going to go from the Carolinas to Delaware, he would go through Baltimore, and cross the Chesapeake Bay Bridge.
When I started looking at the map, I could see that the Chesapeake Bay Bridge (which I had wanted to go on anyway) did not go from Baltimore to Delaware. So we decided on a route that would take us over the famous bridge/tunnel - the only drag is that we would be doing it at night.
We (I) made some unfortunate choices driving through the cities of Norfolk/Chesapeake. The iPad is limited - or perhaps it is just the way I use it - in that I can't tell it what route to take, and it will sometimes ignore intersections that I need to take. Another maddening thing is that the silly blue line that shows the route, also blocks the street names and highway numbers, so I have to zoom up so close in order to read them, and then I loose sight of the big picture, and miss key turns or make them too early. Another complaint I have is as much for the road signs as anything. We were driving in Chesapeake, trying to cross the world famous Chesapeake Bay Bridge, and all the roadsigns were telling us were about Richmond VA (way inland from where we wanted to go) and Virginia Beach, which was too far east, and not far enough north. I'm glad it was so late, because we were driving in places a semi truck and trailer had no business being. When you can read people's expressions and they seem to be saying WTF? then you know you're in the wrong place.
Collin's comment (now) is: "Sometimes you have to get lost to know where you are."  
The only thing I can say about the bridge/tunnel is that the waves were whipped up pretty high, and we seemed to be very close to them. By the way, Collin concurs with Elaine. We were NOT underwater when we went in the tunnels: we would have drowned. The tunnels were underwater, and we were in the tunnels. ;)