This morning I drove Katherine to the farmer’s market, half an hour away, where her grandmother was selling vegetables and her uncle was serving up cheesecake and salad for the Tastes of the Valley culinary competition (which he won!). We were going along quite smoothly, but I suddenly realized that my neck and shoulder muscles were really tense. I finally figured out why: I was driving roughly 70 mph on an undivided highway! I haven’t seen any places in the US where undivided highways allow for more than 55mph, but here the signs showed what amounted to 64 mph, with traffic definitely pushing that closer to 70. I also notice a bit more road rage, since there are fewer opportunities to pass slow drivers, and a number of long trains of cars behind particularly slow vehicles. So I find myself longing for a median . . .
Erin
Alan Schmierer