Traffic

(A sunset Jason and I spied on the interstate a few nights ago)

One of the uh...perks? about living in the city is the traffic. Jason and I have been spending so much time lately in the stop and go flow that we've come to really appreciate all the creative names for towns, streets, rivers, and exits around here. We were so used to Provo's grid system: North, South, East, West, Center, Main, University, etc... that every street name fascinates us. Here's a list of our new favorites:

Backlick Rd. (Doesn't that conjure up a pleasant image?)
Youghigheny River
Occoquan Rd
Ipswich street
Father Hurley Blvd.
Opossumtown Pike
Pooks Hill Lane(which we affectionately call "Poops Hill")
Hagerstown (you can't say this one properly unless you fake a southern accent and say "Edgar" instead of "Hager")

The most hilarious part of our drives is our poor GPS's (or Nancy as we affectionately call her) struggle to pronounce the street names. We selected the British female accent for her voice and we laugh with hystaria everytime she says "recalculating" which sounds like "re-calc-ca-catating."

Who knew traffic could be so fun?