Rules for Crossing the Street in China
On the way from Shanghai the first night we arrived, I stared shocked and dazed out the window while our driver wove through traffic and Porter fidgeted on my lap. Apparently there isn’t a van in China that would hold us, our driver, and all our luggage, and you know, seat belts are optional. Gasp, shock bad mother, bad mother. But I wasn’t thinking about seat belts, all could think was. I’M NEVER CROSSING THE STREET IN CHINA!