I was sitting in the taxi today thinking about how dangerous riding the horses was and even the ATVs, then I realized that the most dangerous thing I have done since I got here was get into a taxi, and I do it every day. If you have ever played the game Frogger, you know what its like to cross the street in Cusco. The cars don't stop, if they think they might hit you, they beep to tell you to move, and fast. To cross busy streets, you have to run to the middle, stop, wait for a break in the other direction of traffc, and run to the other side.
Driving is a whole different story too. I'm convinced there are zero rules here. They don't use blinkers, though every car has them. They change lanes as they please (on the roads that actually have lanes). When there aren't lanes, they drive on whichever side of the road, or should I say dirt, that they please. If one car gets too close to another, they just beep to tell them to get out of the way. Two days ago I watched a dog come literally within an inch of getting hit (he was lucky this cab slowed down a little bit, usually they dont). I can't even count the number of times I have seen my own life flash befre my eyes as cars come within inches or less of hitting us and the shell of a car that we are in. Its kind of crazy, and I definitely won't miss it when I finally get back to New York.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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