Wednesday, July 31

Last evening’s showers have left a coolness to the morning air. Today’s thuderclouds are growing over the gulf as I sit here watching.

Between the blue jays and the cardinals, the air is filled with bird sounds… can’t really call them songs.

The local news is full of the grand parkway drama. It seems the state is removing the last two segments from the funding process. Of course the city fathers are up in arms. Throwing around words like mobility, evacuations, and rising property values… you have to wonder, has anybody really looked at the construction plans? When I looked, there weren’t any on or off ramps in Alvin. It’s a bypass on the bypass…

When you think about it, why would they be spending this summer resurfacing the bypass if they were planning to tear it all up anyway? Wait, isn’t that what they just did last year? All new turn lanes and “u” turns that they are now chewing up to resurface one year later. State planning at it’s best.

Seems to me if you really wanted to improve mobility, finishing the bypass and bringing Hwy 35 to the same ststaBedard as what’s been done to the south would do wonders.

But then, I’m just musing over my morning coffee on the back porch looking at this…

2 thoughts on “Wednesday, July 31

  1. Huh. I’ve seen some references to the Grand Parkway but didn’t explore any further because I never take it. It looks like I need to at least give the subject a passing glance. Apparently there’s some conflict about re-doing/expanding I-45 in downtown Houston, too. Maybe it’s just me, but I had occasion to drive in Houston recently, and it seems like a good first step would be repairing the potholes that are everywhere. I thought I might lose an axle on Richmond.

    1. I’ve been dreading the construction ever since we moved to Alvin. I’m not a big fan of toll roads in any fashion since the old promise of using the tolls to pay for the construction seems to have faded away. But an elevated toll road a quarter of a mile from my back porch full of speeding cars in a hurry to get somewhere else isn’t what I want to hear as I muse over my morning coffee.

      As for driving in Houston… I find myself resembling my Grandfather in the 1970’s and going out of my way to drive far around the city rather than thru it.

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