Traffic makes Baby Jesus cry.
There are days I’m not sure that my PDA was a worthwhile buy. Today is not one of those days. If I hadn’t had this thing, I would be unable to write a post speculating about how long it’s going to take me to get so tired of the stop-and-go traffic that is endemic to the Valley of the Sun that I’ll be BEGGING to return to a pedestrian-friendly city. If this traffic doesn’t move SOON, it’s gonna be right bloody now!
So I made it home OK. The flight(s) weren’t exactly a pleasure by any stretch of the imagination, but the fact that the longest of them was in Business class made it at least at bit more palatable . . .
Holy moving cars, Batman! It looks like my torture is coming to an end! Praise Allah!