I wasn’t raised in an urban area. To those who know me, this is obvious, but it is amazing what living in Atlanta for only two weeks will do to you:
- You consider bumper to bumper cars on the Interstate at 20 mph is “bad traffic”, at 50 mph is “light traffic” and 70 mph is “no traffic”.
- You get an enormous sense of luck upon finding a parking lot that only charges $3.
- You become annoyed that the street hustler on the corner is blocking your view of cross traffic at an intersection.
- You chuckle to yourself at the reaction of two men at being rushed by a harmless local vagrant.
- You become excited when you get quarters as change so you can use them at the toll booth.
- You start to identify the ladies from the suburbs by their white-knuckle grasp on their purse.
- You become temporarily disoriented upon finding something/somewhere that doesn’t take Visa.
Wow, a lot of those were traffic related.
I hate cars.