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Knitting in Traffic
Jan. 25th, 2025 04:24 pmDriving into a new state, there's a lot to take in. Virginia assaults you with rapid-fire roadside rules: DO THIS, DON'T DO THAT, BRAG BRAG LOOK AWAY NO KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE ROAD. West Virginia throws a curve ball, literally, for the first 35 miles, a nail-biting, white-knuckling test of intestinal fortitude as the brain weasels fight for control of the wheel. Ohio is a smooth, slow descent back into the flatlands, subtle but comforting. Seeing the actual horizon is the surest sign i'm nearly home, or what rounds to home these days.
North Carolina is a bit kinder, gentler. They ease me into the full-contact sport that is highway traffic through Greensboro. There are quirks, sure, but charming ones. They love their double decreases on the freeway, each merge adding from the left and decreasing from the right, as any good knitter would do. Except that one spot. Was Elizabeth Zimmerman from GSO? Did she have a thing for High Point, a left-leaning exit south from I-40 westbound? that lane that springs forth like her favorite invisible increase, a gentler reminder that EZ Was Here. it still makes the shortlist of things that surprise me when encountered.
All lanes are right on red according to my fellow drivers, and I don't know how I feel about that. Splitting stitches in live traffic is scarier than dividing for armholes. "Australian Rules Driving," I call it, picking up the old term I've batted around since grade school to define that which cannot be defined any other way.
Left turns at your own risk with that flashing yellow light. I still don't understand that one. are you telling me that Continental is too risky but English is fine? I'm a Continental/picker; I take this personally, you know, my hopefully-future home state.
North Carolina is also generous with exit-only lanes, so much positive ease built in, increasing to decrease.
But why do busses need to stop on the side of the highway? Are we joining yarn mid-row? I don't know how to asks the question to get an answer that makes sense in the context of what I've seen.
North Carolina is a bit kinder, gentler. They ease me into the full-contact sport that is highway traffic through Greensboro. There are quirks, sure, but charming ones. They love their double decreases on the freeway, each merge adding from the left and decreasing from the right, as any good knitter would do. Except that one spot. Was Elizabeth Zimmerman from GSO? Did she have a thing for High Point, a left-leaning exit south from I-40 westbound? that lane that springs forth like her favorite invisible increase, a gentler reminder that EZ Was Here. it still makes the shortlist of things that surprise me when encountered.
All lanes are right on red according to my fellow drivers, and I don't know how I feel about that. Splitting stitches in live traffic is scarier than dividing for armholes. "Australian Rules Driving," I call it, picking up the old term I've batted around since grade school to define that which cannot be defined any other way.
Left turns at your own risk with that flashing yellow light. I still don't understand that one. are you telling me that Continental is too risky but English is fine? I'm a Continental/picker; I take this personally, you know, my hopefully-future home state.
North Carolina is also generous with exit-only lanes, so much positive ease built in, increasing to decrease.
But why do busses need to stop on the side of the highway? Are we joining yarn mid-row? I don't know how to asks the question to get an answer that makes sense in the context of what I've seen.
