Urban transport is a headache.
First, the knack to parallel park still eludes some otherwise brilliant folks; I’ve been known to drive for 10 minutes for a spot I could pull into, rather than tying up traffic while maneuvering with 3 inches to spare.
Visiting my dad who is seven miles away, I cross over 4 roads which change their names. I shudder what visitors endure if they have no road map handy. What’s worse is there is no city, town or borough demarcation, or apparent renovation or extension. The name simply changes, leaving me baffled; it has to happen to other drivers as well.
Not having traffic lights where they are needed is another aggravation, such as a 5-point intersection which involves a total of six lanes. Everyone takes turns, but I’m always amazed that accidents don’t occur with more regularity.
Then there are the tricky bridge merges. Navigating these at rush hour is not for the faint hearted, that’s for sure. I’ve actually had nightmares where my automobile has been pushed over the barrier and plummeted into the waters below. Don’t urban planners ever drive, or are they all alpha-males who feel it’s no problem to push one’s way through four lanes of traffic? Even with cars named as best for city driving, it will always be frustrating.
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