Or, as the folks in this hellish scene probably said: “这就像一个停车场在这里！”. Check out this clusterf*ck of the highest degree in Beijing.
So many questions come to mind. For instance:
• Do you think there’s some poor bastard in there who was just running to the store to buy more toilet paper?
• If you finally make it to what I’m assuming is a tollbooth or border crossing, do you make awkward small talk for 20 minutes? Do you give them your money right away, or save that step for when you’re finally about to move?
• How long until the first person thought about cannibalism?
• At what point do you just bust out the hiking poles, take off the license plates, and start walking home?