Traffic in Hsinchu
One of the many aspects of Taiwan life which I can never understand is the seemingly magical changes in the amount of traffic on Hsinchu’s streets. The weather is always a factor. If there is even a sprinkle of rain the traffic doubles. Now beyond the sheer volume there is nothing especially strange about this – when I lived in Canada I much preferred to drive in the rain vs. walking in it. But in Hsinchu no one walks and no one is interested in the delapitated public transit. The cars just appear out of no where. Which makes me wonder how people get to work when the weather is fine or do people only work when the weather is poor? Tonight the bus ride home took twice as long as the weather is brutally cold and people magically appeared in their cars, people that didn’t seem to exist yesterday at the same time.