Do not travel on July 6

I had the longest trip from D.C. to N.Y.C. ever, and last night. I don't know what possessed M. and I to leave at around 5:30 p.m.on Sunday after July Fourth. It took us almost six stuck-between-the-cars-barely-moving hours, what usually takes four.
But, we didn't really have a choice. We were in D.C. for only two and a half days, and that went by really fast. Between mine and M.'s family, we didn't have time for anything else. So we couldn't leave sooner. We didn't want to arrive sooner either, so we wouldn't be stuck in the July Third traffic. No one thought of July Sixth.
And yes, we couldn't leave much later either, because then we would be tired, and M. had to be at work early Monday. So, yes, we were stuck, literally and figuratively.
The point of this blog? Do not drive during holidays, unless you live in Omaha,Nebraska, as M. elegantly put it last night.