New York Adult Entertainment: A Day in America According to a (Baffled) Foreigner
And here’s how I first learn about the American traffic system. Not only does everyone drive on the other side of the road (let’s not drag up that old chestnut again) but it’s also fine for cars to turn into your lane when the “walk” sign is lit. I cannot convey the sense of impotent moral outrage I felt when I learned of this fact the hard way, nor the clammy sadness as a rapidly-cooling stream of urine emerged from my trouser leg, punctuating my homeward trail with tiny puddles of shame.
Currently Googling for “STING HORRIBLE CAR ACCIDENT FANFICTION.” Note to self: Learn how to filter out results from own website
Maybe you can explain the honking. After all, other countries have a reason for letting off their horns. Greeks do it because they have no traffic “rules” as such, and every journey to work is a thrilling race through carnage and flame. Italians honk because of their wonderful philanthropy, believing that there are no strangers in this life: only prostitutes you haven’t picked up yet.