On Monday I started off from home to drive to work at 7 minutes past 7 a.m. That’s 7 minutes late — it’s amazing what a difference a few minutes can make with traffic density. The back-up at the turn into the main thoroughfare in the last town I have to drive though started already at the town border. That’s not terribly bad, since it is not a large town and the traffic evens out again after the main intersection.
Today I was 7 minutes late, but the traffic back-up was only half as bad. I’ve noticed that traffic on Monday tends to be worse. How come?
The other day, on my way home, I was first stuck behind a bus and next behind a driving school car. The learning driver was not confident enough to overtake a biker within the village, so we followed the biker slowly though village no. 1 on my commute. Luckily, I’m all Zen about these kinds of situations. After the driving school car had finally turned off into a side street in village no. 2 (the last village on my way home), I ended up stuck behind a 50 km/h scooter on the curvy country road between village-the-last and my town.
Yesterday after work, I stopped off at my favourite organic grocery to get some tofu, tempeh, soy yoghurt, and other specialist vegetarian foodstuff that is hard to find at normal groceries. Although my new commute is longer that the old one, at least I can do my special shopping on a normal day instead of on the weekend. There’s an organic grocery at my new town, too, but it seems to be more expensive that the one I’m used to, and I want to avoid spending more money on groceries. It’s good for a quick trip for something forgotten at the other store, though.
Luckily, I don’t have to get up any earlier than before for my new commute. I’m always in early at the office so that I can leave early. The longer commute just means that I’m in slightly later. The commute now takes about 30 minutes (including parking) one way, instead of about 15 minutes.
Last day of work! Weekend ahoy!