No motion sickness this time, Peter! I think it’s because I felt like I was walking in your shoes. Reminds me of trying to cross the streets in New Delhi, or any major city in India for that matter. I remember seeing a woman slide out of rickshaw in Amritsar as it veered a sharp turn on a roundabout. Not one person stopped for her, including the hired driver of our car.
You need to go to Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon) & try crossing the roads there. 2 suggested ways: close your eyes & just do it (always works for me, so far anyway......) or tag on to other people (preferably local) already crossing, so you become a more disperse target. Enjoy your time Pete!
Wait till ya get to Fez 😄 Casa is a doddle compared to Dakar, Cairo, Accra or Banjul, and just about anywhere in SE Asia except Singapore where jaywalkers are harassed by other pedestrians and dobbed to the cops.
Bigger, sadder issue is you’ve lost the jaywalker survival strategies you honed in Montreal in your yoot and are now so dulled by a decade+ of traffic enforcement & traffic light/crosswalk coddling that you need a copper to hold you hand crossing the road!
No motion sickness this time, Peter! I think it’s because I felt like I was walking in your shoes. Reminds me of trying to cross the streets in New Delhi, or any major city in India for that matter. I remember seeing a woman slide out of rickshaw in Amritsar as it veered a sharp turn on a roundabout. Not one person stopped for her, including the hired driver of our car.
You need to go to Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon) & try crossing the roads there. 2 suggested ways: close your eyes & just do it (always works for me, so far anyway......) or tag on to other people (preferably local) already crossing, so you become a more disperse target. Enjoy your time Pete!
I was interested to learn that Morocco was safer than a lot of other countries, especially in Africa.
Wait till ya get to Fez 😄 Casa is a doddle compared to Dakar, Cairo, Accra or Banjul, and just about anywhere in SE Asia except Singapore where jaywalkers are harassed by other pedestrians and dobbed to the cops.
Bigger, sadder issue is you’ve lost the jaywalker survival strategies you honed in Montreal in your yoot and are now so dulled by a decade+ of traffic enforcement & traffic light/crosswalk coddling that you need a copper to hold you hand crossing the road!
I didn’t even need to cross the road, I was just humouring the cop. My skills are still honed, as my continued survival shows. Bring it on, Fès!