Traffic

The traffic here is terrible.  I guess the only good thing about it is that people don't seem to get bent out of shape like they would in other places.  There isn't a lot of horn honking or fist shaking.  I think that is the only good thing.

Kyle said he felt like he was in a video game when he was driving here.  I don't think video game as much as a fight for my life.  It can get kind of hectic.  I recently read an article in the newspaper that said traffic accidents were on the rise.  They decided the highest risk group was young men ages 10-25.  That's the problem.  What are 10 year olds doing driving?  And, they are boys, not young men.  Good grief.

Two nights ago I was almost home, sitting at the last stoplight, thinking about how much I wanted to be home.  It had been a long, hot day, and I was ready to be done.  I knew it was my turn next, so I got ready.  Then two police officers stepped out and started blowing their whistles.  This is never good news.  It almost always means you won't get to go when it is your turn and the light just got really long.  Usually, it is when there is some sort of motorcade headed through town-those guys don't have to wait at stoplights.  I was mildly intrigued because I had not seen that at night, but mostly irritated because I was ready to be home.

Imagine my surprise when it was a Fire Engine racing through the light.  Seriously.  It made me wonder why they would need to do that.  It is pretty basic knowledge to know to get out of the way of an emergency vehicle.  I guess it doesn't always happen here.  At least they have those police officers with whistles.  Buckle up and stay safe.  Love, M.