Ive tried to explain until blue in the face. But I'm starting to think its just my bad luck with traffic. When I ride with my buddy he seems to part the traffic seas liek moses.
I'll give a quick anecdote of my short drive to meet an old group of friends for a reunion gathering at a nearby restaurant tonight.
Looked it up. 10 miles away, 21 min trip. I took me more than 1 hr.
First boning. I try to stop at the atm for some cash just in case. Of course when I am in a hurry there are is a line around the corner, and its not moving. More cars pulling in, line growing...I abort.
Hit another atm for the sake of convenience despite a fee. It is a drive up with 2 atms in line. The guy in front of me was there awhile. I pull up, get my cash and wait behind a few mins....He aint moving...I steer around and the take side alley lane...wondering wtf could possibly take someone so long to do at a drive up atm!? I glanced over and his head was in the clouds. I dont think he realized he was still at the drive up atm.
Carry on down city streets to hit the freeway....now I am stopped so far back I cant even see the light to tell if red or green. Time passes and as I can see the horizon, the right lane is a giant hammered box truck struggling to move, left lane is a beat up stakebed pulling a trailer overloaded with junk.
I manage to get around that and on to the freeway entrance ramp. Finally get to apply some throttle instead of just on and off brakes...It is empty after rush hour. Yet I soon find myself stuck well below the speed limit and un able to change lanes without drastic evasive actions. 6 lanes wide of slow perfectly parallel. Why do they do that? I cheated in to the carpool lane a sec to get around that clusterf!ck. I think the guy finally got over to let traffic pass after 4 more drivers followed me around him.
Reached my destination of 10 miles 1 hour later, hard on gas brakes and signals the whole way.
Coming home was later, and even less traffic. Yet reaching the on ramp was again a challenge. No giant slow beaters this time, just no clue whatsoever.
Light turns green. Nobody goes. Cars start honking. Nobody goes. Finally one car starts moving and clearing a lane. I steer around the zombie in front of me and squeeze into the one moving lane, get honked and road raged at. This is just to get across an intersection. and they are every 1/16mile.
Technically if you time it just wrong, it could take you hours to get past a few miles of city street lights. Sometimes the lights multi point intersections just skip a side and it gets all backed up. I've learned to spot and dodge those.
99% of vehicles in Los Angeles los angeles dont get much past idle. I really feel sorry for the Ferraris and Lambos I see struggling along in traffic, or in a beautiful stretch of canyon road blocked by a prius going half the speed limit. They wont merge or yield either. Everyone here is oblivious, inconsiderate, opr just thinks they own the road, or there is nobody else on it idk. They also seem to have to no problem pacing along next to the rear tire of a big rig, perfectly in its blind spot.
Nobody will ever let anybody pass out here, they would rather block you and piss you off, even if it means driving slower and wasting their own time and more unsafe.
Folks out here are not friendly, and even worse if it they notice its bothering you. Especially behind the wheel.
I feel bad for the rig drivers out here. dont know how they do it.
Everyone talks about when the zombie apocalypse happens. Well folks, its already well underway here. Most of em behind the wheel instead of gimp walking.