This past week I spent most of the time in Knoxville driving in rush hour traffic--morning, noon, and evening. Crazy? Perhaps, but its all in a day's work. Then engineering firm I work for is doing a traffic signal study for the city of Knoxville, along three arterial streets, and will be submitting an improved signal timing plan, and I got to drive the 'travel time and delay' study, so from 7 to 9, 11 to 1, and 4 to 6 I drove in the traffic, with a data recorder recording my travel speeds and stopped time at each intersection.
The bit of Knoxville I saw I liked--after work one evening I got together with a friend at a coffee shop in the old town, and another evening went to Volunteers for Christ (a campus ministry from a local church) with the same friend and her sister.
I found the 11th Street Cafe, in a little yellow Victorian house, right beside the UT campus and across from the Knoxville Art Museum. Two mornings during my break between the morning and noon rush hours I chilled there, reading and doing some writing.
Oh... and the traffic wasn't so bad after two years in Atlanta.
Posted by swanson at november 25, 2003 6:35 EM