What am I referring to? The art of the honk!
In every country I have traveled to so far, including India, where I arrived safely today, there seems to be an intricate method to the art of honking. Sometimes it is to signal they are going to pass someone or that you are in their way. Other times I think it is just because you are white.
However, no matter how hard I try and how many other people I discuss it with I don't seem to grasp the reasoning or the method behind the madness that is honking in foreign countries. Every time I have it figured out and think I understand, then the driver doesn't honk when I expect him to and honks when I don't.
I also wonder if this is something they learn in drivers' training since everyone seems to do it. Some just might make up their own rules as they go along. Either way there seems to be an intricate means of knowing when, where, and who to honk at in foreign countries that I have yet to crack. If you have insight into this please feel free to comment.
Today, though, I did meet the king of the honk. The driver I had from the airport literally honked for 2.5 hours straight. I lost track of the number of honks after 200 and there was still 30-45 minutes left in the trip. I think he may have been the exception and not the rule since no one else around us seemed to be honking quite as frequently.
I thought I would write a separate blog post on this interesting facet of traveling rather than add it to my list. Feel free to comment with your experiences with the art of the honk.