thirty traffic signals, twenty of them red
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2013.06.03
This morning I had one of those days. All three of the first traffic lights I approached turned red on me as I rolled up. Then it happened at the next two as well. So I started tracking my record as I went.
It turns out that in the ~11 kilometers on my route, there are fully thirty traffic signals.
And today, I was stopped by twenty of them changing in front of me.
Happily, the rest of the day went more smoothly (it would have to!)
Three good things that happened today:
- I may have been stopped at a whole bunch of red lights, but at least it wasn't raining. In fact it was a really pleasant 10°C and sunny.
- And I didn't get a flat tire.
- And I still got to work on time.