As you might know, “The World’s Most Dangerous Road” is in Bolivia. I have not been on it, nor am I planning to in my remaining days here. However, I do believe that the trip I take to and from work every day could well compete for “The World’s Most Dangerous Commute”. There’s a three lane road that connects the higher part of La Paz where I work and the lower part where I live. That’s three lanes total for traffic going both directions. As you might expect in a situation like that, there are signs that say when the middle lane goes one direction and when it goes the other. Unfortunately, Bolivian drivers don’t read signs. Yesterday, as my taxi zoomed down the hill in the middle lane (the signs say downhill gets the lane between 4pm and 8:30pm), 4 cars came around a corner going uphill in the middle lane. The standoff ended when my taxi driver chickened out, but it wasn’t even like the uphill drivers even recognized they were doing something wrong. The rule in Bolivia is “might makes right”, and it seems to apply to everything that happens here, from traffic to politics.
What?! Bolivia? You don’t seem to like. I can tell you, almost every country in that region requires graff! Hope you are doing well, I’m sure all these treks around the world is much more exciting that lit’l Wake Foredst!
Take Care, you Longhorn!
Lee