Day 11 – Traffic

Traffic. It is the plague of the modern world. It even exists on this small dot in the middle of the grand Pacific Ocean. 

Thanks to a little research and asking friends who live in Oahu, I learned how to avoid standstill traffic.

It takes me 32 minutes to drive the 14 miles to work. I take the H3 (Interstate H3!) from Kailua to Pearl Harbor, Monday thru Friday. It is a road I think was built to link two military bases. 

It is a cherry drive thru Jurrasic park-like, tall, green, mountains. There are some hairy places like when you exit the tunnel and it is raining on the other side of the mountains or if you let your eyes stray for 2 seconds and realize the part of the highway you are on is elevated a few hundred feet.

But this is paradise and yes even sitting at a stop light has amazing views like the one pictured above.

Wish I could share more photos of my commute and the snarled traffic of the H1, but I’ve got my hands on the wheel! 

Aloha!