A journey to downtown was one Remy dreaded. Apart from the seemingly amplified noise, the human jam was outrageous. However, over the years, another problem had cropped up; motorcycles.
One wondered how they would cross or how long they would have to wait before an opportunity came up for them to cross the road. It was horrible.
Besides that, the honking was ‘out of this world’. The impatience of the riders made it seem like a race for dear life.
Two years since they invaded an already crowded town, Remy resorted to growing most of her vegetables and spices. “That was one of the wisest choices ever made,” she said.