I used to live in Atlanta and gave up trying to ride a bike around there. Not only was it not worth the risks of being ran over by soccer mom driving huge ass SUV while talking on cell phone or by pretentious self-impotant BMW driver while talking on cell phone, but I would get honked at, yelled at and even had an apple thrown at me. Good thing that apple didn't hit too as it looked like the guy whipped it pretty hard while driving about 50 miles an hour past me! That would have really hurt. To quote Chuck Heston in Planet Of The Apes ... "It's a mad house ... A MAD HOUSE!"

Moved to Indianapolis a couple years ago and it's completely different. People here are much more considerate and polite. Not just with cyclists, but with every day things, such as opening a door for someone or with merging lanes of traffic (yes I do drive a car). In Atlanta people were always trying to cut in front of each other. Here they politely take turns.

Night and day.