At my son's school. The parking lot is small. The only way the parking lot works is for parents to drive in, drop their kids off, and then drive out. The dance is chaos but always seems to work.
However, on some days, when there is an event, or in this case, a Solstice Celebration, the parking lot fills up. Lucky for me, I arrived on my Bullitt. I nestled between two kid-hauling cars and walked to the green canopy in the background and joined in the festivities.
That alone may seem smooth, but the real smooth part was when I left. I just did. Wheeled my bike out of the parking lot, down some stairs, totally avoiding the exit and the pile of cars, sitting, waiting to exit.
2 comments:
Amazing how we just accept that traffic jam as completely inevitable now. It doesn't have to be.
Dave, so true. So much of what we do is accepted behavior. Much of it is good as it keeps us alive and not eaten by saber-tooth tigers. However, it is good to stop and think about what we do that we can choose to not do to make life better. Sounds like a blog post to me.
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