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9 comments to "The World’s Longest Bridges"
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Blackthornhiei
February 19th, 2008 at
9:56 am
With my grandmother living in New Orleans, I did my fair share of Ponchatrain bridge crossings, especially when she decided she wanted to take me to fairs in towns on the other side of the lake.
And every single time, there was a storm in the middle of the bridge.
I remember it has U turns every few kilometers and storm warning signs all over the place.
I feel the urge to cross it again…
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NiteWhite
February 19th, 2008 at
10:07 am
my friends and i play a game where we try to hold in one inhalation of weed smoke while crossing a bridge/tunnel, but i dont think even the gold medalist at the bong olympics could touch these bridges…
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Justin
February 19th, 2008 at
11:20 am
lol nite
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Tim Giachetti
February 19th, 2008 at
12:33 pm
Hey Nite! Save some of that for my end of the bridge! lol
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NiteWhite
February 19th, 2008 at
12:42 pm
Tim, you bet m8! Hope you like fat spliffs, hehe.
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Benny Lava
February 19th, 2008 at
3:54 pm
OK, these are pretty cool, but how about a post on the most beautiful and/or dramatic bridges? C’mon, Alex!
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Levi
February 19th, 2008 at
5:43 pm
i havent been on any of them but the new orleans one, but i’m betting all the others have better scenery… unless you like looking at swamp and houses that have boat ramps instead of driveways…
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emptyminded
February 19th, 2008 at
6:23 pm
At one point in my life I often would go from New Jersey to Virginia on the weekends. My favorite route took me across both the Cape May ferry and the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel. It was always an amazing drive/ride.
The trip I most remember involved an amourous encounter during the ferry ride.
I want to get in my car right now and go again.
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The Slapster
February 20th, 2008 at
12:27 am
When the now-Wife & I were dating, we took a trip across the (Chesapeake) Bay Bridge to Ocean City for a long weekend. Coming back, I snoozed in the passenger seat as she drove. No big deal, until I learned months later that she is absolutely *terrified* off crosssing bridges. She performed an act of incredible heroism simply getting across that monstrosity, and I never even batted an eyelash. I’m such an insensitive bastard.
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