Body in Motion

It was a trap, I was sure. Lure unsuspecting traffic into the round-about and then, with no warning, block all the exits. Ah, construction.

Still being relatively new in town, with my two known routes to work blocked, I wandered out of the traffic circle in a new direction. Down the block, around the corner, and through a maze of driveways: past the BP station, around the cafe, under the bridge, past the other BP station and around the corner to the office, not totally sure I could repeat in reverse. But now it’s been like that for a few days and I’m starting to get the hang of the new bends in my road – and the dirt tracks, slightly off-road.

The icing on the cake was last night when the city’s central water main broke. While I have no idea as to what actually happened, I can guess it might have had something to do with the road maintenance drilling. To my great surprise, the water came back on only a few hours later — not at all like Congo!

It’s been like this since I arrived, constant road maintenance, particularly in City Centre near my office. I suppose I should thank the road crews since it’s forced me to learn the back way around to the supermarket. But mostly, I notice that maintenance is happening. Sure enough, there aren’t many potholes in the roads around town and the tarmac is fairly even.

For now, I’m looking forward to the next few years of smooth cruising.