Doh!

The bad news is I discovered first hand, that bridge the Journey Lines bus got crushed under in the Arboretrum. The good news is, that I discovered this bridge in a shuttle bus that is probably about 8' 11 & 3/4" high at its tallest part.

I made the stupid turn, a left, instead of the right I came from, came up to the sign that said nine foot clearance, stopped the bus, put it in park and put on the hazards. I got out and took a look. Would I make it? Looked like it. Just barely. The people behind me were honking me to go because they could see I'd clear it. I didn't take their word for it, but made a quick estimated measurement, and crept through slowly.

People on board (including the driver)? One.
Witnesses? However many drivers and people were waiting behind me, & en pasant.
Damage? None. Maybe a slightly bruised ego.

I am not proud of this occurence, but have realized two important, already-known bits of info anew:

1) There is no way a person like me should have a CDL.
2) If a person like me does have a CDL and use it, they must always be extraordinarily cautious, and not try anything new!
3) I actually have extremely good luck. It's good I found this out in this coachette and not a full sized coach. It's a good thing I had something like this happen before something bad, like above happens.


I've long been trying to change my career, but here is one more kick in the pants to do so, that I did not necessarily need.

However, all's well that ends well. This is actually a positive learning experience. Lesson learned! (And this time I have the luxury of learning much of it from somebody else.)