I don’t own a car, so when I have a chance to drive, there’s a whole new world of social phenomena exposed to me (which will be a blog post down the road–joke intended–down the road). One of the social phenomena is how street names become much easier to remember.
Waiting at a stop light and noting what street and number it is. Sure that can happen on the bus or train, but I’m usually burying my face in a book or in some internet printouts.
For instance, I just realized that 5600, a factor of 8 (thereby should be a major street), is actually Bryn Mawr Ave. BRYN MAWR? WHAT? Uh right. I never thought of Bbbrrryyynnn Mmmaaawwwrrr (said in long drawn-out sarcastic tone) was a major street in Chicago. Ah well, now thanks to car, i realize that is. Congratulations Bryn Mawr, the street with two words but only one vowel.
is it really that much easier than when riding the bus? my ex had all the “multiples of 8” streets on the northside memorized by number and name, and never owned a car. now that i own a car, i’m much more prone to just count traffic lights.
count traffic lights? What do you mean by that? The length of time while waiting at the traffic lights?
no, like: montrose is 2 lights past winnemac
‘Y’ is a vowel.
I prefer to think of it as a semivowel.