Hell’s Half Acre

The flooding in Tabasco has been a ghost hovering about my days but my mind has turned ADD since we landed; hopping from one idea to the next, distracted by billboards and books. I almost always drive in Mexico and Jamie has been doing a lot of driving here in the US. I realized today, that while I have been downgraded to a simple passenger, there is so much that distracts me, here in the very urban SF Bay Area, that I would be a horrific driver. I don’t remember this much distraction when we lived here before and I can only surmise that my eyes have become accustomed to seeing jungle on each side of a two lane “highway”. The two lanes of trucks plus 2-3 lanes of car traffic on EACH SIDE of the highway here is overwhelming and I’m constantly staring at all the other cars, staring at the masses of billboards, staring at the hills chock FULL of house upon house, staring at the cities of industry, staring at the downtown following downtown of highrises, staring at the shiny tranquil water of the bay, staring at what is new and what has changed and not able to watch, for a slow moment, quite simply the car in front of me. Because there is a car next to it and a car a lane or two over and a truck coming up and we’re simply SURROUNDED by masses of cars and I’m not even thinking about the opposite flow of traffic. Yeesh! Continue reading Horrified and fascinated