Ambulance Courtesy Part I

Life continues to be strange in Taiwan. The ambulances, compact for parking availabilty, cruise through town looking like vaguely supped-up minivans. Amazingly, (and the reasons for which I must research, hence the part 1) the traffic doesn't part when the ambulances attempt to zip by. Often, the ambulances drive in the scooter lane or in the gutter while the cars drive slightly faster or ignore the sirens all together. I can't quite figure it out. I keep having visions of a sad looking doctor delivering the news to a shaken family: "I'm sorry. Your grandfather died in traffic."