When you move to California, they should give you a printed reminder to put on your dashboard that says, “Try not to kill any pedestrians today.” At least for those of us coming from places where people do more driving than walking.
The pedestrians around here are like little Disney woodland creatures, bopping along not realizing the danger (me, if I’m not paying attention) rolling very nearby. I had to slam on my brakes yesterday to avoid hitting a woman in a parking lot. She came from between two cars and didn’t even glance my direction. This happens all the time–people walk with impugnity. Everywhere. I guess the good news is I go days without getting behind the wheel.
When we go walking, I’m still surprised when a car comes to a complete stop to let us pass. Even when we’re nowhere near a crosswalk. As we move toward summer and tourist season ramps up, I’ll be sure to retain that caution. Us folks from outta town aren’t quite as accommodating. But some of us are learning.
Speaking of cars–