So, if you’re in London and you see a traffic jam with no angry faces, you’ve found the Waymo show. Grab a coffee. Watch the show. It’s better than TV. You might even see the car start to reverse—only to find a cyclist has just parked behind it.
The cycle continues. The Waymo will try again. It will fail again. And we will all nod knowingly, because we’ve all been there. We’ve all driven down a street that looked fine on the map and ended up in someone’s driveway.
For now, the robots are learning a hard truth: You can have all the sensors in the world, but you cannot outsmart a London cul-de-sac. It’s a sacred space. It’s for kids, cats, and the occasional pizza delivery. Not for confused, blinking robot cars having a mid-life crisis.
And from the looks of it, they’ll be having that crisis repeatedly. So, welcome to London, Waymo. Enjoy your stay. You’re going to be here for a while.
