Among all the factors that are going to make me and Danielle go crazy over the next few years, Philly drivers will probably be the biggest. I am going to attempt to be delicate (at first) in case any of our friends from the area read this, but honestly it is out of control.
Philadelphia is just south of New York City, both geographically and in terms of car horn usage. It needs little explanation, but it is a real pain to be walking down the street and have someone honk out of nowhere, scaring the crap out of you, every day. When you are in the back of a lineup of cars, too, honking your horn does jack except make everyone edgy.
Stop Signs
Absolutely pointless in Philly. People approach intersections like speed bumps, which is particularly deadly for bikers, who receive little recognition in the city. It isn't as severe as a "California Stop," or what one of my professors called a "Rhode Island Stop," (who knew?) but it is improper, dangerous, and super annoying, especially when considering all of the other really glaringly bad habits of drivers out here.
Conclusion
All that being said, maybe it's a trade-off: I for one would live a shorter life if I stayed out here very long, just from all of the stress and rage that driving causes me. However, because you can drive like a maniac (Full disclosure: Minnesota drivers have their own hang-ups), you probably squeeze a little bit more life into each day! At least I hope that is everyone's excuse for their horrible driving habits in Philadelphia.
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