More on Saigon Traffic

Driving around in Saigon is like comprehending a James Joyce novel that's being read aloud by a speedreader. Strict concentration is required for every second. There's hardly even time to blink. You have to be constantly aware of what's on both sides of you, behind you, as well as what's coming straight at you. People drive the wrong way in traffic all the time. I wouldn't be surprised if in future generations, citizens of Saigon evolved to have pairs of eyes on the sides of their heads.

People get away with traffic crimes that would cause a lot of honking and yelling in the US. People fly out of alleys, take left turns against traffic, and cut people off constantly. The climate of the road is ten times more selfish than Boston traffic, which if you don't know, is saying volumes. I come in close contact with legions of jackasses daily, and i want to scream at them and honk very often. But i don't, largely because no one else does, and also because it happens so damn often, it's just expected. You just have to shrug it off, or you'll throw off your groove to shrug off the next asshole just up the road.