Road Rage

I'm not sure what happened, but my mom just came "speeding" by us on her rented old-person scooter with a very angry look on her face. She didn't even notice us, nor several pedestrians that crossed her electrically charged and wire basket led path. My father is ahead of us in a 1 hour queue (that's metric for line), so I am not sure what triggered the spat, or at least nothing more specific than my mother's lack of patience. Not to gloss over the scooter, I'll come back to that in a later post when I have a picture to illustrate the asaninenaity.