Bi-pedal human among Quadriwheels


So there I was, headed from the hotel over to a grocery store about 1/3 of a mile away.  Using the most common form of human transportation known to:  walking.

As I press the crosswalk button bringing traffic to a standstill, I walk out into the road feeling like an intruder.

I don’t belong here.

They resent me.

I need to hurry to show respect.

Amazing how quickly our species went from thousands of years of bi-pedal motion to viewing it as a nuisance and intrusion on our busy and productive lives.

NOTE:  I enjoyed my walk.