I always feel like a race car driver when I return home from driving around town. Usually it’s because I’ve been weaving in and out, dodging other cars, and possibly hopping a curb or two. It always feels like an accomplishment to return home without having been in a fender bender.
This is how they do kindergarten pickup. Cars every which way, some just stopped in the middle of the road while they go inside to pick up their kid, others having to go in reverse because there’s only one car width available to pass.
This silver car just parked in the middle of the road like it’s a parking lot
Green light standstill. No one can move. There is a guy who controls the traffic lights at rush hour. We’d be better off with a computer. The cars on the left can’t drive because that street is backed up. No one can turn left because the cars going straight have completely blocked the lane. The traffic guy had to leave the light green for almost 5 minutes before anyone was able to get anywhere. Then these cars going left will completely block the lane and no one will be able to go straight. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Hopefully she grows up to be a better driver than some of these crazies on the road.
Ma lesh! (don’t worry about it) That’s how we drive here.
Obligatory pet photos: Micah is a good sport. He actually let Camille put a headband on him, but then we laughed and he wouldn’t let her do it again. He’s also great with the cat. He really wants to play with him so I have to watch him closely so he doesn’t step on tiny kitty with his clumsy paws.
Sweet sleepy kitty
Completely relaxed
