There are many struggles that come with living in Morgantown, West Virginia. Many common reoccurring and well-known complaints usually can be associated with transportation issues. While Morgantown is one of the best places in these United States in my own biased opinion, there are some, but very few drawbacks in living in this beautiful blue and gold town. The number one issue in my own personal opinion is the lack of common sense of the drivers and the daily three-hour time block of traffic that makes it nearly impossible to even cross the street. Coming from a stereotypical Ohio driver who admits that she does go a solid 70 mph when the speed limit is 70 mph, even I recognize the complete ignorance demonstrated on a daily basis by the inhabitants of Morgantown.
My first and foremost complaint is why would you block an intersection and then act confused when the drivers around you are staring in awe at your ignorance or shaking their fists at your clear blockage of traffic that just leads to let's see, more traffic. It seems simple, all you have to do in order to not block an intersection is not block it.
The second thing I would like to address is that it seems like this town has been under construction since it was settled in 1772. The road work just fuels to the traffic fire.
I'm just saying it shouldn't take me twenty minutes to get three yards on Beechurst Avenue.
Right on red, people, right on red. It's not that hard and it makes getting places quicker for you and everyone behind you laying on the horn.
Parking. Parking is the number one thing lacking in Morgantown. Lack of free, public parking leads to tickets and tow trucks. Every time I see these tow truck drivers I wonder if they just bought a truck and lot and then just started yanking people's cars for a couple of Ben Franklins.
Maybe you don't drive, maybe you are a pedestrian. In Morgantown, there is an ongoing battle between pedestrians and drivers. From the driver's perspective, they grow irritable when they see a flock of pedestrians jay-walking their way around. From the pedestrian's perspective, we see a two-second time frame and have to think that surely the drivers cannot hit us all.
Maybe you take the PRT, I don't know your life. While, *knock on wood*, I've never been stuck on a broken down PRT, I think we can all agree that the PRT doesn't stand for personal rapid transit, but actually, stands for partially reliable transportation. You have to admit the PRT is pretty cool, though. What other university has its own monorail system? None. That's one thing unique to Morgantown and the nation's other happiest place on earth: Disney.
