I waved at one once, it took him almost 2 miles to catch me and wave back, he had something pink in his hand when he waved at me too, I think it was summons?? I do not wave unless waved to first...:BLAA:
I wave/nod at almost all cops just because I respect police officers (if not the individual). Most don't wave back but oh well.
"Suspicious behavior." After drilling me about where I was going, where I came from, etc. He let me go without a warning or anything. He said being "overly friendly" to officers makes it look like you're trying to cover something up.
I still wave to firefighters, even though they don't have motorcycles.
I still wave to firefighters, even though they don't have motorcycles.
PS Andz ... are those the new hondas that speed wobble?
They're becoming more common here, because of the obvious benefits.
We have another oddity too, the outsurance motorcycle pointsmen, or Traffic Free Flow as they call themselves. Basically "sub contract" to manage interesections where there is a signal light failure, unfortunately VERY common in these parts. (since our speedy's are incapable of doing anything other than soliciting bribes and eating take out on duty).
They are just pointsmen, using small 125 bikes and scooters, but they do a damn good job!
I was there this morning, we're starting to organise for the toyrun, and i've just given them 100 (i'm hoping for 200) teddy bears to take with on their journeys to give to the many street children around our city. And mothers who beg for money who have small kids with them.
Traffic Freeflow
Al Capone used newspaper delivery vans to move alcohol, i'm using pointsmen to deliver toys!!!
:BLAA:
15 to 20 people packed in a minivan weaving in and out of traffic like a NASCAR fan on a binge.
Those were the law-abiding drivers then.
Yea. Honestly, everyone I met while I was there were really cool people. Color of skin didn't matter with the one to one interactions I had. But J-Berg creeped me out. Every building surrounded by walls and razor wire. Always told not to go out at night alone and I had to go through guarded gates to get to and from just about anywhere. It felt like a pretty, friendly, prison. I kept wondering where the dangerous people were, who was I guarded from? Everyone was so cool that it made the gates/walls and razor wire all that more ominous.