I thought I had seen some bad traffic in my travels.
But last month, I ended up in the wrong lane at the wrong time in San Francisco, and wound up taking an unexpected detour. Holy. Cow.
There was one block where it took me literally 30 minutes to get through the traffic light at the end of it. And it was not a long block.
There were a couple of businesses on that block, and if I had a chauffeur, I could have gotten out of the car, gone into the first one to get a haircut, gone next door to pick up some dinner, and gone into the store next to that to buy a tube of toothpaste. And I might have even still had time left to nip into the comedy club across the street to watch a quick set. It was just unreal.
When I ended up next to somebody who had his window down, I asked him if it was unusual. And he said no, that was normal traffic.
I have never seen anything like it in my life. And I’ve driven through the middle of New York City with a horse trailer!