Well, like most of my life, my trip became instantly less sexy. I got screwed over by the “or similar” part of the car rental contract and instead of getting a Mustang like I had hoped, I got a Ford Taurus.
Nice car, but not a Mustang.
Either way I arrived in Pittsburgh (check the photos section for some cute pictures of my friends Tim and Christie’s baby). Couple quick Pittsburgh observations. One is the strange driving techniques. The drivers here are generally very timid, which just seems odd for such a big city. For example, when getting on to the highway via the on-ramp, drivers will frequently not only slow down in attempting to merge, but come to a complete stop. I have almost rear ended at least 5 people because of this technique.
I’m not sure if this stems from the way the roads themselves here are constructed, but they kind of go hand in hand (chicken or the egg sort of thing). I have never seen so many 8 way stops in my life. It is literally like 4 seperate road crews were building and suddenly bumped into each other one day and went “oh. Well how are we going to get out of this? I’ve got it, put in a stop light there, three way stop here, just a left turn light over there, and make these four one-way for no apparent reason.” I should also point out that usually these roads are at about a 74 degree angle at this point too.