Today I’m thankful for out-of-town drivers.
Learning the layout of a new place takes me a while. I navigate about as well as a concussed hamster. I try not to be the driver going below the speed limit and looking around so I don’t miss my turning. I pull into a lot and reconnoiter.
I was stuck behind one of them today. I couldn’t pass as a bus was approaching in the opposite direction. I reminded myself that they were probably injecting money into the local economy and satisfied myself with muttering under my breath.
We’ve all been that driver at some point in a new town. Extend the patience you wish someone’d shown you, then rant when you get home. It’s less distracting when you’re not driving.