We arrived on Saturday night. Monday is Costco day. A driver takes the senior missionaries to Costco. We have one hour to shop. Wayne took these pictures out the front window. Traffic is heavy and drivers don't always follow the rules, but we found it to be no worse than San Francisco.
At most intersections, there is a large square marked off in front of the cars and before the white go line. This is for scooters. There are millions of scooters. It is fun to watch the light change. They take off like they are in a motocross race.
To the right the street has narrowed to two lanes. Most of the streets are like this. The Boulevards are 4 - 6 lanes. The Lanes are narrow one lane (we live on a lane) and the alleys are only wide enough for pedestrians or scooters.
Recently, the government built a double decker freeway. It was the easiest way to ease traffic. Land is very valuable. We live close together. Wayne and I are enjoying our evenings. We don't have TV so we hear what is going on in the neighborhood - dog barking, violin practice, clarinet practice, people talking.
Here we are at Costco. There is an underground parking garage. A moving ramp takes you and your basket upstairs to shop. There are lots of samples to try, mostly Chinese health foods. There is some American food, but like any other Costco, you have to buy a year's supply. On our first trip we needed so many things we were lucky to get out. Our driver (the temple president) drove us clear home so that we could unload.
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