Life in Caracas
There’s No Traffic or Road Rage and It’s Awful: Life in Caracas
Noisy, smoggy commutes used to grind the city to a halt. Now, that daily headache would be a sign of better times.
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Editor’s Note: There are few places as chaotic or dangerous as Venezuela. “Life in Caracas” is a series of short stories that seeks to capture the surreal quality of living in a land in total disarray.
One of the things I miss about the old days is how being 45 minutes late was so generally accepted as being on time. The traffic jams were great equalizers, preposterous messes of cars and trucks and buses going mostly nowhere that made everybody’s commutes miserable. Even if you weren’t in a vehicle, you couldn’t avoid the exhaust and the noise.