Elder Son writes:
Boston is like a Kama Sutra of intersections. The number of ways for different streets (or even the same street) to meet exceeds anything I could have imagined before coming here.
- A compund freeway exit ramp that's the better part of a mile long because it leads to about four (?) different city streets and also accommodates cars entering from multiple unknown origins because in the end it turns into an entrance ramp for the freeway in the opposite direction.
- The intersection where two streets meet at maybe a 70-degree angle, but one of them makes a soft left turn on the other side of the intersection, and a third street also enters the intersection but just ends there.
- The intersection perhaps designed by a conceptual artist, wherein a stop light is stuck in the middle of the block with no cross street or crosswalk to justify its existence.
- The really enormous intersection, a little like the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, where you can't even count the number of entering streets before you've driven through it..
- The many intersections where you come up a steep hill and meet another street at an angle so steep that, with the parked cars, you can't see if anyone's coming.
Like many of us, he is most eloquent when complaining.