Learning to drive...again
Well, all is toasty here in HB. In the last couple of weeks we've seen Heidi (Blather's own Queen Bee I) as she is in the area doing stagey-type stuff at a local play. We may well be viewing said production on Friday. We also got to see Susan's best friend...Susan. We went to lunch with her and her Mum to a local Mexican Restaurant called Mario's. I have now discovered that seafood is not the best thing to have at such establishments. Nothing bad about - just kinda...meh. Wee had a nice time though.
My main task in recent weeks though, has been getting used to driving. I went down to the DMV a few weeks ago to take a written exam and get a learner's permit. To my pleasant surprise, I not only passed but was given a temporary full driver's license. This means I can go out and practice in the car whenever I like, all on my own. Susan got me to drive down to the Pacific Coast Highway the other day. It took the best part of an hour, but it was good practice. I think I'm pretty much acclimated to being on the other side of the road. I seem to have this slight habit of drifting slightly to the right, but I've got a handle on that. I have yet to pass into anybody elses lane unintentionally. At least not that I know of. If anybody heard of any 27 car pile-ups in my area over the past week I could be wrong, but I don't think so. I just need to get on freeways now. The roads here are far more straightforward than in the UK cities. I have yet to turn left thinking I'll be heading into the wrong direction, only to find myself dragged off into some one-way system where I end up driving for three hours more than expected, stop to ask for directions, and find myself talking to Mr Tumnus of Narnia.
"Nah mate. This is Narnia. You want the A1 for Islington..."
My main task in recent weeks though, has been getting used to driving. I went down to the DMV a few weeks ago to take a written exam and get a learner's permit. To my pleasant surprise, I not only passed but was given a temporary full driver's license. This means I can go out and practice in the car whenever I like, all on my own. Susan got me to drive down to the Pacific Coast Highway the other day. It took the best part of an hour, but it was good practice. I think I'm pretty much acclimated to being on the other side of the road. I seem to have this slight habit of drifting slightly to the right, but I've got a handle on that. I have yet to pass into anybody elses lane unintentionally. At least not that I know of. If anybody heard of any 27 car pile-ups in my area over the past week I could be wrong, but I don't think so. I just need to get on freeways now. The roads here are far more straightforward than in the UK cities. I have yet to turn left thinking I'll be heading into the wrong direction, only to find myself dragged off into some one-way system where I end up driving for three hours more than expected, stop to ask for directions, and find myself talking to Mr Tumnus of Narnia.
"Nah mate. This is Narnia. You want the A1 for Islington..."