200 yards ahead,
a light turns green. By the time we are moving, the
light is yellow again.
For Stallman, a lifetime resident of the east coast,
the prospect of spending the better part of a sunny
Hawaiian afternoon trapped in slow traffic is enough to
trigger an embolism. Even worse is the knowledge that,
with just a few quick right turns a quarter mile back,
this whole situation easily could have been avoided.
Unfortunately, we are at the mercy of the driver ahead
of us, a programmer from the lab who knows the way and
who has decided to take us to Pa'ia via the scenic
route instead of via the nearby Pilani Highway.
"This is terrible," says Stallman between frustrated
sighs. "Why didn't we take the other route?"
Again, the light a quarter mile ahead of us turns
green. Again, we creep forward a few more car lengths.
This process continues for another 10 minutes, until we
finally reach a major crossroad promising access to the
adjacent highway.
The driver ahead of us ignores it and continues through
the intersection.
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