Our Polling Place

OK. So I am not doing NaBlo with this blog, but I am trying to keep up with it. And I am already drawing a blank. It's only day 4...

Oh, I know. Our voting place.

This time they changed our polling place. It used to be in the Windyville Community Center; no wheelchair access, no A/C and no central heating; just a potbellied stove. Oh and no potty, unless you count the outhouse outside.

Now it is in a local church in that town. However, this was worse in some ways. The driveway is a single lane, on an embankment/bridge type of deal. The parking lot...well, it just isn't, that's the easiest way to put it. Umm...inside they only used the lobby/entryway of the church. OK, there's about enough room for 3 people to stand comfortably, well, maybe that's an exaggeration, but still, it's SUPER small. Hubby spoke to at least one couple who tried 3 times to get in there, and just went home the first two times because it was so jam-packed.

Surely they can find a better place than that to use.

I hope.

Comments

jel said…
talk about a firetrap, there where was at lease fifteeh people in there when we were there!


what about the coffee house, ya could have coffee while ya was there! :)

did they have cool sticker this year!
Donna. W said…
Whoa, you really ARE in the boonies, aren't you?
jel said…
hey donna,

yes we do , we live where the Hoot Owls court the Chickens :)

grandit we live abit further in the boonies, then they do :)

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