Who has the right of way?
Walking down a crowded city sidewalk pushing my baby in his stroller and chatting with my five-year old son beside me, we approach three college-age men engaged in banter. There were three of us and three of them, but I’m the dad with a baby and little kid by my side. Shouldn’t they have formed a line to let us pass? My five-year-old said to me, “Dad who had the right of way, just then? Why did you stop and let them go by, I’m going be late for school.?” Who had the right of way, Didi?
About who has the right of way on the sidewalk.
As the elder, you had the right of way. Because you were on a crowded city sidewalk with your charges a couple of feet below you, your kids were in harm’s way of being trampled. By stopping you could focus and take control.
Without giving it a second thought, the college students should have politely fallen in single file and passed by you one by one, or two by one, depending on the amount of space.
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