Did you ever do that as a kid? I always remember that every time we drove through a tunnel, we would always beg and plead for Dad to honk the horn the whole way through. Something so simple made us all laugh with glee as we sailed down the road. I drove through a tunnel tonight. Sounds of horns flooded the air. I’m glad people still honk their horns in tunnels. I know I do.
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Hey, Ashley! Enjoying your blog–I added it to my blogroll. I have to say my inner rule-follower is horrified at you. It could be distracting, dangerous to other drivers to honk horns in tunnels. And then what would you put up for your Daily Joy if you caused a truck with hazardous materials to flip, causing an explosion and the tunnel to collapse around all the drivers? Poor, innocent drivers.
On the other hand, my inner child is grinning! We always did the same thing to our Dad. I’m glad other people do it, too, and ignore their inner voices.
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Horns and Tunnels were made for each other. My dad would always blow the horn when we went through tunnels. Then, we (my brother, sister, and I) would just roll around laughing our heads off.
When Joey and Shane we small, I kept up the tradition. They loved it. Sometime I would let them beg until we were almost to the end of the tunnel, then I would lay on the horn. Not sure who got more enjoyment from it, them or me.
Today, however, as an adult with no small children, I find I must entertain myself in more mature ways. I’ve discovered that entering a tunnel is much more complex now. Now…you have to make sure you are right next to another car, in position so as to see the other driver’s face, patiently wait until everyone thinks no one is going to blow the horn…then HIT IT. The other driver (particularly if they are over 65 and female…males must be over 77) jumps so high they hit their head on the rear-view mirror, swear a little (be prepared for that one…older people have lots of experience with swear words), and write down your lic. plate number like they are going to report a crime. It’s so funny.
Keep honking, girl!
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