Hating traffic. And accidents.

Got back to the city today. We were almost here when we got stuck in a queue - we moved one mile in 90 minutes, was over an hour late when we finally arrived. It was a hot day to be stuck in traffic with no windows to open.

The reason for the queue was an accident three hours earlier, a motorcycle ran over an old woman. Both the woman and the driver were in hospital 30 minutes later, so why it took four hours for them to clear the road and let traffic pass I really don't know.

Anyways. I made it back. The woman died.
I really don't have much reason to complain right now.