I missed Boston...
So I get to Boston, get a rental car -- because that's what I always do -- and start driving towards my hotel. Within the first TWO BLOCKS I remember why I love Boston drivers.
Sure, the road obviously narrows to one lane. But does the cab driver behind and to my right wait for me to fully pass before he's slipping in behind me? Of course not! And lane changes at 50 miles an hour? Not a problem!
I miss Boston drivers. Admittedly I miss my car, but that's mostly because the Chevy Malibu I have rented doesn't handle nearly as well, so I couldn't drive as rapidly as I could with my baby, but still... I don't have to worry about idiots around me! So nice...
Seattle drivers SUCK.
Yay Boston! I missed you.
Sure, the road obviously narrows to one lane. But does the cab driver behind and to my right wait for me to fully pass before he's slipping in behind me? Of course not! And lane changes at 50 miles an hour? Not a problem!
I miss Boston drivers. Admittedly I miss my car, but that's mostly because the Chevy Malibu I have rented doesn't handle nearly as well, so I couldn't drive as rapidly as I could with my baby, but still... I don't have to worry about idiots around me! So nice...
Seattle drivers SUCK.
Yay Boston! I missed you.