So off we went. Getting to the highway involved doing things that you would NEVER EVER do with kids in a car—driving off the road, driving through people’s yards, and driving over power lines. Yes, we had to drive over power lines. Luckily at least one of them was dead—that was the one that just touched our roof antenna. Gulp. Finally, on the highway, it was social chaos. People jostling for gasoline, cars stalled on the road everywhere, and people walking around dazed. It was an Irwin Allen “disaster” movie, only we were in it.