Proof of civilization, or Something

 This is a testament to civilization and faith in systems.  

We were absolutely in the middle of Nowhere, Yukon.  All of a sudden, there is a stop light on the side of the road.  No visible road construction, no flagged or signs.  Just a light.  The truck in front of us stops and so do we.  And we sit there.  And we wait, truly faithful that there is a REASON for this and we must be patient and wait for the REASON to become apparent.  At some point surely someone or something (or maybe the alien overlords) will tell us to proceed.  

And, yes, eventually, something like 20 minutes later, a pilot car comes and leads us a goodly distance along the dirt road that is being completely torn up and resurfaced.  



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