View of the good, the bad, and the in-between from Pattaya and beyond
The day after Christmas I drove north from New York to Greenwich. Traffic was non-existent. People were staying home. I had to work.
Driving through New York was quick. It almost felt like the day after the Apocalypse. Not everyone had died. A cop had pulled over a motorist.
The Merritt Parkway was clear sailing. 60 MPH.
I obeyed the speed limit.
It was good to on the road.
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