Toot toot! Been learning the local language of the streets. Tooting your horn is a big part of the culture and I've worked out how to translate it, depending on whether it's 1,2 or 3 beeps. It can mean: Here I come! I'm coming through! I'm here Hi! Eat my shorts Hasta la vista! It's noisy and chaotic but miraculously seems to some how pan out. In this crazy place flow somehow happens more than when you stress about things. Letting go seems to work!












