Where Am I?

I drove home on the freeway in the pouring rain. At least, it looked like the freeway. It was hard to tell. People were driving at least 15 MPH slower than the posted speed limit. They were leaving ample space between themselves and the cars ahead of them. People were polite.

It was disorienting. I had to pay special attention to the signs to make sure I was still in Silicon "Every Man For Himself" Valley.

It was almost as refreshing as the rain!