The city recently filled in what I called the endless abyss, the miniature Grand Canyon, and the worthless slab of concrete, among other names. However, before it was filled in, that “bump” was a problem that really irked me.
The roads in my town have never had a “bump” like that. I’m used to smooth sailing as I ride downtown, not having to wait for my car to fly up in the air and then jolt down quickly.
Then I came to Chadron.
Chadron is a beautiful town, with vibrant colors, and a nice atmosphere. It’s got that certain big city quality to it because of all the availability of stores, gas stations, and the occasional fast-food restaurant.
It still holds a small town feel because everyone is friendly with one another and the town is easy to get around without the hassle of heavy traffic and the hours spent just driving downtown. However, there was that one crack to which, every time I drove over it, I felt like all my tires were going to blow.
That street-breaking, tire-hurting, sorry-excuse-for-a-bump was the bringer of evil that threatened to send both me and every other student on campus to the tire shop.
Since the city has fixed that problem, they can focus on turning all the steps on campus into escalators.
I mean, there are so many steps here, and most students have long days stuffed with grouchy teachers, book bags full of homework, and tickets on their cars. They don’t want to deal with the many steps they have to take to get home – but that’s another story!