Driving in Big D is always an adventure. And, it’s always very busy.
On most days the HOV lanes (High Occupancy Vehicles) save me tons of time and I love them. However, those who jump the lanes when they aren’t supposed to put people at risk every single day. And that gives me some anxiety.
In other words, I have a love/hate relationship with driving in Dallas.
But then again, who doesn’t?
Author’s note….I did not snap these pictures. I gave my son the camera and told him what I wanted and he took them. I concentrated on driving.

A good traffic day. flowing-and-going

One of the many interchanges in Dallas. This one is commonly referred to as the High Five.
I’ve often thought that if the cars were hovering it would be just like The Jetsons. 🙂 Also, at the tallest point of this connector between LBJ Freeway (aka 635) and North Central Expressway (HWY 75) we are more than 12 stories high.
Don’t look down just focus on the road…

Coming down off the connector the traffic is definitely more congested.
At the end of each day, when my family is home safe and sound, I offer a prayer of thanksgiving.
Visiting friends on their 100 acres in Texas. So much land they had their own dirt roads.
Spending time in Tennessee when my baby was still a baby and my niece was still a little girl.(now she’s in college in Scotland!)

This small street in Co Cork, Ireland is similar to many streets found across the Atlantic pond.
The cobbled alleys in Bruge, Belgium took quaint to new heights.
March 18 – enjoying family time gathered around the patio table.
