I was certain in my strategy now. Even if I didn’t want the dang thing, I was going to get it for the best price I could. Again, I went up only a small bit. I think the crowd was surprised at my temerity and they delighted in the challenge between the shopkeeper and myself.
Then he made a maneuver that was wild even for these two-wheelers, he went up the freeway ramp going to wrong way. The WRONG WAY. Now, I’ve been in the insane chaos of a Paris traffic circle, and in a taxi in Cairo where the lines in the road seem to mean nothing and when everyone rushes forward it seems like a miracle no one crashes into each other; but I’ve never had a driver intentionally go the wrong way on the freeway.