Day 2...

Day 2 of what? Oh never mind, just day 2. One thing most people take for granted is traffic. For almost 20 years my first wake up was probably the garbage collectors at about 4:15 AM in the neighborhood. Then there was the increasing traffic as it passed by my house from about 5 AM and the beginning of "rush hour". That time of commuting to work from about 5 AM to 8 AM. There was also the increasing sub-roar of traffic from the I-205 freeway. All day long you could hear it in the background.

Sirens. Lots of sirens. Coming and going to the hospital, just down the hill, ambulances had to run past my front yard. Police also had to travel in front of my house. I lived on the main thoroughfare in town.

During the night traffic was continuous until about 2 AM. Then slowed to about a car a minute til the morning rush hour.

Now I have nothing. I live on a dead-end street. At the dead end there is a dirt road that connects the same named street up the hill, about 220 feet. My property borders the street for 200 feet. Those who live up there sometimes use it. So I get about 3 cars a day going past my house. Hiway 299E, the main road, is about a half mile away so the only noise I get from that is the jake-brakes on logging trucks. We have logging trucks. Lots and lots of logging trucks.

No sirens hardly at all. Maybe one a week.