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Predicament: Courteous Portland Traffic
5/2/2012 7:38:53 PM    [ Flag as Inappropriate ]

Portland has this weird culture in driving. Ever since I traveled in its byways, drivers are always courteous. There was no shouting or honking, or flashing rude signs. About the shouting, I did experienced one incident in which the driver shouted at me; but that was not in Portland, that was in Albany. I stopped at an intersection. Seeing no vehicles crossing my path, I crossed it. It so happened that there was a car that was crossing my path but it was several car-lengths before they could reach me. So when I reach the other intersection, the driver of the car howled and then I was made aware.

In Portland, however, I never experienced any incident. Cars would always be a distance away. They always run a tad slower than in most American cities. Bicycles were always respected. And, there was always a regard for the pedestrian. Of course, there were news I heard of fights between the cyclist and pedestrians being overrun. But compare them to the statistics of other towns Portland seemed to have a more mellow decorum. There was a time when I was driving home and at a stop, I begin to daydream and twirl my hair. I stood at the stop for quite some time but no one honked at me or shouted obscenities. I simply realized that it was time to go and so I did. I realized that the traffic behind me had formed a line but I guess they too were twirling their hair.
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Bicycles are big in Portland although they are not like San Francisco wherein the bikers, especially those delivering messages in the financial district drive their bikes with gusto and when they get into an accident, the fault always rest with the vehicle. Bikers in San Francisco are rude, and they have this attitude that they own the road. Portland, after all is the biking capital (or one of them). And yes, bicycles rule the road. You can see executives, laborers and all sorts of workers biking across the Hawthorne Bridge. And they seem to increase by the day. Public policy gives priority to the bicycles that there is a growing complain about it. Although roads are narrower, the major roads like Hawthorne and Cesar Chavez have bikers trudging along these avenues. There even is a priority lane for bikers. The road is painted green wherein the bikers have the priority over the cars. In an intersection, the bikers stop ahead of the cars in those green painted areas of the road. The mayor, Sam Adams, made Portland the way it is, now.

Mattias, a German friend of mine and a biker had a complaint about cars, though. He said that the car would speed up and suddenly stop to allow him to pass. This gave Mattias a difficult time estimating the speed that he should be biking.

When I was not living in Portland, yet and I was just visiting my home, here (I lived in Oakland, California), snow began to fall. I was in a restaurant, then along Hawthorne. A woman in panic ordered her “for here” food “to go”. She was apparently distraught about the falling snow. I was not mindful about it. In fact, I find the falling snow beautiful. So after which I ate my late lunch, I hung around Greater Trumps. Lo and behold, the snow melted, it freezes over and I was caught in a slippery roadway. So I had a difficult time maneuvering my car. When I reached Cesar Chavez and Stark, my car stalled because I could not get my car to escape the clutches of the frozen ice on the road. Two gentlemen were apparently watching me and soon approached me. I got scared. You would not want anyone to approach you in the middle of the night. My experience in Oakland told me this. But these two gentlemen actually helped me get out of that rut. They even put on my chains on my wheels.

But times changed, a little. Traffic on highway 26 and the northbound Interstate 5 is clogged late in the evening. This did not spell the lack of courtesy on the part of the drivers of Portland; rather, there were more cars on the road now than ever. After all, comparing the traffic of Portland to that of the Bay Area was like comparing a miniature pony to a Clydesdale.

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More Blogs by Paul Cuenco
• Predicament: Dave and Annette's Housewarming 2012 - Sunday, September 16, 2012
• Predicament: Portland Sands and its vicinity - Sunday, September 02, 2012
• Predicament: Mississippi Street Fair, Portland, Oregon - Saturday, August 25, 2012
• Predicament: Astoria, Oregon - Friday, August 17, 2012
• New Book for Father's Day! - Saturday, June 23, 2012
• Predicament: Saving Money - Wednesday, May 23, 2012
• Predicament: Old Haunts - Sunday, May 13, 2012
•  Predicament: Courteous Portland Traffic - Wednesday, May 02, 2012  
• Sorry - Wednesday, April 11, 2012
• Predicament: A Day at the Beach - Thursday, April 05, 2012
• Predicament: Dinner at a Deserted Restaurant - Tuesday, April 03, 2012
• Predicament: My Stroke and Writing - Monday, April 02, 2012
• Predicament: The World of the Bay Area - Sunday, April 01, 2012
• Predicament: A Competitor Indeed - Saturday, March 31, 2012
• Predicament: Democracy! - Friday, March 30, 2012
• Predicament: The Garden Party - Thursday, March 29, 2012
• Predicament: Gift-Giving - Wednesday, March 28, 2012
• Predicament: Suicide - Tuesday, March 27, 2012
• Predicament: Water, Water Everywhere - Monday, March 26, 2012
• Predicament: The Floods Of Manila - Sunday, March 25, 2012
• Predicament: Tita Dimple's recollection of Papa Trining - Saturday, March 24, 2012
• Predicament: The Future Should Be Brighter - Friday, March 23, 2012
• Predicament: Death of a Writer - Thursday, March 22, 2012
• Predicament: The Season Re-liveth - Wednesday, March 21, 2012
• Predicament: Time Had Forgotten About - Tuesday, March 20, 2012
• Predicament: Closing Time - Monday, March 19, 2012
• Predicament: Hasan Baharin - Sunday, March 18, 2012
• Predicament: A Pimple of my Nose - Saturday, March 17, 2012
• Predicament: What is Mike Cooking? - Friday, March 16, 2012
• Predicament: Papa Eriong - Thursday, March 15, 2012
• Predicament: Kind Words - Wednesday, March 14, 2012
• Predicament: Music and Whit 2 - Tuesday, March 13, 2012
• Predicament: Music and Whit 1 - Monday, March 12, 2012
• Predicament: What You Want to Be - Sunday, March 11, 2012
• Predicament: Father and Son - Saturday, March 10, 2012
• Liza's Life Plan - Friday, March 09, 2012
• The Colleague - Thursday, March 08, 2012
• Oh Taylor! - Wednesday, March 07, 2012
• Dena - Tuesday, March 06, 2012
• Losing My Job, Again - Monday, March 05, 2012
• A Plane to Nowhere - Sunday, March 04, 2012
• A Slave No More - Saturday, March 03, 2012
• Cirque du Soleil - Friday, March 02, 2012
• Mendocino - Thursday, March 01, 2012
• Th Coming Storm - Wednesday, February 29, 2012
• Becoming Old - Tuesday, February 28, 2012
• Ordinary Lives - Monday, February 27, 2012
• Books I Read - Sunday, February 26, 2012
• Discrimination - Saturday, February 25, 2012
• Quintessential Jokes - Friday, February 24, 2012
• The Catholic Experience - Thursday, February 23, 2012
• Promises, promises - Wednesday, February 22, 2012
• Sleepy - Tuesday, February 21, 2012
• Art for Art's Sake - Monday, February 20, 2012
• Mike's Ash Wednesday - Sunday, February 19, 2012
• Holy - Saturday, February 18, 2012
• Summer Home - Friday, February 17, 2012
• Pickpocketed - Thursday, February 16, 2012
• A Penny for a Drink - Wednesday, February 15, 2012
• My Roman Holiday - Tuesday, February 14, 2012
• Luck and Popularity - Monday, February 13, 2012
• It's Valentine's - Sunday, February 12, 2012
• Bosses - Saturday, February 11, 2012
• Education and Options - Saturday, February 11, 2012
• Windy Portland - Thursday, February 09, 2012
• My Job at Costco - Wednesday, February 08, 2012
• Compassion - Tuesday, February 07, 2012
• The Day Paul had Two Parties and other things - Monday, February 06, 2012
• When I Die - Sunday, February 05, 2012
• Sleeping and Dreaming - Saturday, February 04, 2012
• The Loneliness of a Country Road - Friday, February 03, 2012
• Jordan - Thursday, February 02, 2012
• Taxes Galore - Wednesday, February 01, 2012
• It's almost Valentines - Monday, January 30, 2012
• Habits We Indulge Ourselves In - Sunday, January 29, 2012
• To Cruise or not to Cruise - Saturday, January 28, 2012
• Blah, Blah, Blah - Friday, January 27, 2012
• Rain - Thursday, January 26, 2012
• Charlie* and Dad - Wednesday, January 25, 2012
• Writing and Being A Writer - Tuesday, January 24, 2012
• True Snow - Monday, January 23, 2012
• Reinvention - Sunday, January 22, 2012
• What I Miss - Saturday, January 21, 2012
• A Gift for Valentine - Thursday, January 19, 2012
• Venerable Mr. Wu - Wednesday, January 18, 2012
• The Snow Storm That Wasn't - Tuesday, January 17, 2012
• The Russians - Monday, January 16, 2012
• The Older Generation - Sunday, January 15, 2012
• What is the other half doing today? - Saturday, January 14, 2012
• Mike's Bird dog Stories - Friday, January 13, 2012
• Dying - Thursday, January 12, 2012
• This Modern Life - Wednesday, January 11, 2012
• Jabberwocky - Tuesday, January 10, 2012
• Marriages and Such - Monday, January 09, 2012
• Poetry in America - Sunday, January 08, 2012
• Old Friendships - Saturday, January 07, 2012
• Clark and a whole of other things - Friday, January 06, 2012
• Being (almost) Late - Thursday, January 05, 2012
• At my Starbucks - Wednesday, January 04, 2012
• The Sandusky Affair - Tuesday, January 03, 2012
• Happy Reading 1 - Monday, January 02, 2012
• New Year 2012 - Monday, January 02, 2012
• A Day with my Nieces - Sunday, January 01, 2012
• To Live and Enjoy Life - Thursday, December 29, 2011
• Goodbye Uncle Paul - Wednesday, December 28, 2011
• It's Hector - Tuesday, December 27, 2011
• Going Home - Thursday, December 22, 2011
• A Night in Copenhagen - Wednesday, December 21, 2011
• Trivia Night - Tuesday, December 20, 2011
• Paul's Novels - Monday, December 19, 2011
• Europe - Sunday, December 18, 2011
• Kimmy, my good friend - Friday, December 16, 2011
• The Sad State of my Affairs - Thursday, December 15, 2011
• Once There was a Mansion - Wednesday, December 14, 2011
• Lauren's Happy Uncle's Day - Tuesday, December 13, 2011
• Santa Claus - Monday, December 12, 2011
• Mike, the Francophile - Sunday, December 11, 2011
• The car that never died, I hope - Saturday, December 10, 2011
• My Christmas Lights - Friday, December 09, 2011
• Small Memories - Wednesday, December 07, 2011
• Owning a Business, Bar - Tuesday, December 06, 2011
• What A Wonderful Day - Monday, December 05, 2011
• My Typical Sunday - Sunday, December 04, 2011
• Steve Jobs book - Saturday, December 03, 2011
• Moving on to Spirit Mountain - Friday, December 02, 2011


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