Traffic was a mess on the highway. It was at a standstill. It was inching forward. Then a standstill again. Thinking that it might be faster to detour through the city streets – into more traffic and traffic lights – we got off on the next exit.
Driving through, I hoped for traffic, so that I would have more time to take pictures of the changing landscape of the city. So much has been done to clean up the streets. Now there were murals on the buildings, like this.
And interesting food places … I wonder what was going to be paired with the fried chicken … or not …
I didn’t like this … dark and creepy …
… and daily life on the walls …
There were many more, but traffic was moving … drats!
Maybe next time.
A little bit of this and that ... 