At midnight in blinding fog.
I was out uncharacteristically late last night, at a dinner party with galpals (Mexican, ooo yea). The fog was so thick you couldn’t even see the streetlights until 50 feet from them (the ones that had working bulbs, anyway).
I finally followed the example of turning on flashers an entered this ordered, organized, safe flow of traffic like I had never seen. People were driving a speed that was safe for the visibility. They maintained safe distances between vehicles. They followed right-of-way rules in the traffic circle. They didn’t crowd stoplights and drove BETWEEN the white lines. It was awesome!
Best part was when the tribe-effect kicked in. Pockets of 3-4 cars going the same direction would caravan together, as the flashers guided the way for the cars behind. the leader set the pace, allowing others to follow safely.
Worst part: guys in black jackets walking in the middle of the road as if drivers could actually see them. I hope no pedestrians died last night.
Wasn’t that something? It took me nearly an hour to get back to Kammaliya – slow and steady, blinkers the whole way. But I was dreading actually entering Kammaliya where the streetlights rarely work… but, bizarrely, once I turned into the neighborhood the fog started to lift and was then gone entirely. Yay!
Emi, a surreal odyssey was that drive indeed. God opened the way for you
. It was a fun fun time with you
I love seeing you Kinzi – and it’s always fun with you!