I crept; we crept

Cast iron chair table

Got caught in a traffic clog on the way back from the airport—three fine lanes with one pair of vehicles pulled off to the side and clogging caused by rubberneckers, and another pair involved in a fender-bender about 100 meters farther on and blocking two lanes. And a traffic light beyond that.

The traffic threaded the needle in a sinuous pattern. Kinda.

By the time I got to the traffic light, the first pair had disappeared into the traffic and the second pair had moved to the shoulder.

Traffic evolution?

One comment

  1. ootf says:

    If you think that’s bad, I had the pleasure of navigating through downtown Geneva at noon today. Very historic city, of course.
    out of town friend