I can’t remember exactly where…but somewhere on the North side of Las Vegas…headed down into the desert abyss, the driving started getting more aggressive. Then the traffic began to build. It wasn’t slow traffic rather a mass volume of cars going 80+. As we entered the north end of the Las Vegas strip area, I probably had no fewer than 6 "Holy !%!$#%@# that was close" moments along with seeing 2 accidents in a 1 mile stretch.
"Honey, we’re not in Iowa anymore."
I’ve written before about it taking a little while to get back into the aggressive kill or be killed driving mentality present in the big city. I’ve lost that attitude now that traffic in Clive means waiting an extra signal at 5PM on workdays.