Some sort of guided walking tour crossing the bridge. Most of them stayed on their side of the path, but a few decided to wander into my lane for a look over the edge. Fair enough, but none of them bothered to look my way before walking into the "traffic". Much frantic arm waving, yelling and in the end - pulling - took place to avoid a collision. My perils don't start and stop with taxis.
Lucky for them (and you) there was somewhere for you to go!
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