I grew up in Detroit, the motor city. I drove on the expressways (that’s what they are called in Michigan). I am accustomed to delays and backups. I discovered I am more patient in driving situations than many people. I credit my history for that. Yes, I suspect there is a personality feature too.
I drove to San Francisco on Saturday to see Ari play the clarinet at a concert. I was returning home at 3:15 pm. The time the drive takes is totally based on traffic. The drive typically takes about 45 minutes. Most would not expect a major delay on a Saturday afternoon. However, it was bumper-to-bumper, many times at a complete stop.
Having Bluetooth, I called my friend in Alabama. We talked, and at one point I told Francine we had been on the phone for 31 minutes and I had moved ¼ of a mile.
The drive took 1 hour and 55 minutes. I cherish going to see my family.