Traffic
Driving to work in the morning is tiresome. I can’t wait till the scientists from the federation invent that super cool transporter system. But untill then Cape Town traffic is just one of those daily obstacles to overcome.
And it is not like I really have it bad. I only have to drive about 5 km’s and even on a very bad day it does not take longer than 40 min’s, which when I compare it to what friends in London, Johannesburg or Atlanta have to endure I know that I have nothing to complain about.
This morning I sat behind a truck at a traffic light for 5 minutes without moving. When I say without moving I mean I could have locked up and walked away to the nearby cafe and back and no one would have noticed.
I decided to take an alternative route (I know how dangerous that is but I would rather move slowly for longer than sit in one place). It’s a route I have tried before, but the last time I went that way I pulled a u-turn at a traffic light (which is illegal here) and because I am a stickler for obeying the law I could not do the u-turn thing again.
So after a long circular route (red on the attached map) and 5 traffic light cycles (3 of which were frustratingly long), I got back ont Belmont road about 7 cars in front of the Truck that I was originally stuck behind.
That is an overall gain of only about 15 cars but it felt good to be (almost) continually moving.

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The monitor puzzle

Last night (or this morning rather) at 02:30 Marla came back to bed after settling Alicia. I was in the bathroom and heard when Marla turned the receiver of the baby monitor on (we leave it off when someone is actually with Alicia).
As soon as she turned it on I heard it crackle to life and emit the dreaded sound of a babies crying follows quickly but a very frustrated Marla using words that are not quotable here
. The strange thing was that I heard nothing coming from Alica’s room. Now you have to understand that the bathroom is closer to Alicia’s room that our bedroom. So it was very weird that I could hear Alicia crying via the monitor and not via the bedroom door.
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Cape Town in the morning
Man the traffic was bad this morning. I am usually quite lucky in that it takes me about 15 minuets to drive to work in the morning. This morning the trip took 50 minuets. Wa….?
There was a fire on the mountain that was pushing clouds of smoke over the road and De Waal drive was closed (there are three main routes into the downtown Cape Town area and De Waal drive is one of them.
And while it usually is bumper to bumper on the N2 in the morning, this morning the N2 was a parking lot. A long, thin, 3 spaces wide parking lot.
But there is an upside to sitting in traffic…