San Diego used to be calm on the freeways. When I would drive back and forth north to LA in college, I would instantly ‘feel’ the difference on the roads as I encountered more reckless speeeders and crazy lane changers. I hated that stressed-out feeling. It always started right around what was the southern-most In-n-Out at that time (my geographical marker as an 18 year old), Avery Pkwy in Mission Viejo.
As the years went on, I slowly noticed that recklessness spreading south. First to Oceanside, then further. Now that I’ve moved away and come home only in the summers, it is even more palpable… the anger and frustration, and the pressure.. that the residents are living with and take out on each other on the roads. I am not saying everyone is this way, but those of us who normally drive 65-70 on freeways are forced to go 75-85 just to stay with the flow…
I often wonder why I never see CHP anymore either. They used to be everywhere.
The trash too… it is all over what was once clean freeways. Even furniture.
