I feel her painBeth at Grand Mental Station shares a particularly unique driving experience on Route 128 recently. Although most of my commuting is done on Route 93, I do drive Route 128 once a week, and I can totally sympathize with her initial agitation. The post itself is a bunch of sundries, but the driving part is a grand example of Boston Crazy Driving. Here's an excerpt:
I looked over to see what the fuss was about. And my confusion and anger surged again--what the hell is this guy doing?!?! He's just sitting there with his lights on holding up traffic? What the--
Which is when I saw the swan.
Thank's, Beth, for sharing. And thanks for the Blogroll! |