Saturday, January 21, 2017
Juddy, Don't Take Your Guns To Town
Our trip home took us from the Sea of Cortez to the Pacific ocean, and over a snow covered mountain range (something I'd never seen in Baja, but impressed just one person: Me.). My Spanish is just bad enough to misinterpret most things I hear or read (See: checkpoint anecdote above), so I passed the long hours of driving by interpreting the road signs for Regina. Some read, I think: Don't Drive Like a Jerkwad, Your Family Waits For You. I like that someone in the roadsigns division decided to make that one personal. You! Yeah, you, Carlos. Slow 'er down, buddy. Usually, a few kilometers past the first one would be be another, less stern warning that, Drinking and Driving, You Know, Might be Bad. Mr. Roadsign maker must've had a few Coronas when he came up with that one. And my favorite sign, but definitely the most lazy, just read: Obey the Signs. Okie dokie. Thanks.
Posted by Juddy at 4:05 PM