Saturday, January 3, 2009

Horns

I'm sitting in the San Jose airport and I'm really bored, so I thought I'd write about something I was reminded of on this trip: the meaning of horns in Latin America. During our trip, we saw horns used to convey the following messages:

- Go because the light turned green half a second ago.
- Hello, pretty girl.
- I don't care if this is a four way stop sign and you have the right of way - I'm going to fly through it anyway. (This was our crazy taxi and Hunter didn't have a seatbelt, so he kind of curled up into fetal position. We didn't miss our bus though!)
- Hello friend
- Thanks for pulling over and getting out of my way.
- I'm can't see what's coming but I'm going to turn anyway - watch out for me!
- I am here. Don't get in my way.

So, I have no idea how people know how to interpret the meaning of the horn when it is being honked at them. The only way we figured all of these out was because we were passengers. Also, there were several times that I have no idea why they honked the horn. Anyway, that is life in Latin America!

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