John R
needs to get out more
You would think........
still trying to figure out seaside's obligation...
You would think........
Slow down and smell the tourists. Enjoy the buzz. Seaside should be approached the same as a walmart parking lot - with extreme caution and wonderment. Everyone has the right of way before you. And that is OK. Speed limit = 2.
Slow down and smell the tourists. Enjoy the buzz. Seaside should be approached the same as a walmart parking lot - with extreme caution and wonderment. Everyone has the right of way before you. And that is OK. Speed limit = 2.


Speed in Seaside?? Are you kidding me???
I have resigned myself to the mind racking idiosyncricies (sp) of driving thru Seaside. My nerves are now of steel. I do not honk, tail gate or yell. Except for March 21st......I had my fill of absolute, non courteous, brain vacuum, inconsiderate idiots.......especially the silver Mercedes with Ga tag, that pulled out in front of me (and I have a BIG suv) and went 10 mph all the way thru watercolor. My husband had never sen this side of me....but I HAD IT!!!!!![]()
We all snap, even the calmest of folks on this board will probably have a "moment" at some point during the summer.

Speed in Seaside?? Are you kidding me???
I have resigned myself to the mind racking idiosyncricies (sp) of driving thru Seaside. My nerves are now of steel. I do not honk, tail gate or yell. Except for March 21st......I had my fill of absolute, non courteous, brain vacuum, inconsiderate idiots.......especially the silver Mercedes with Ga tag, that pulled out in front of me (and I have a BIG suv) and went 10 mph all the way thru watercolor. My husband had never sen this side of me....but I HAD IT!!!!!![]()
Then the Tahoe tailgated a service truck until it pulled over just before the park. At that point, the Tahoe sped up past 60mph across Western Lake & into WaterColor, not slowing until the stopsign. Part of me wanted to follow them & yell slow the f down & learn what traffic laws mean!!!! (Especially cause the kids weren't in the car with me at the time.) Whoever was driving was a toolbag all the way through Seagrove.