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I drove into Boston for the first time yesterday!
my mom had to return a rental car to the airport, so I followed behind her in the Yukon. My mom was a little nervous about the whole thing and gave me a walkie talkie so we could easily communicate and my little brother Nicolas (who is actually a good five inches taller than me) rode in the car with me because according to my mom: "if you suddenly panic, it would be good to have someone in the car who is calm and mild tempered and can keep his head". Now, I know what you are probably thinking and no, my driving isn't that bad. It's just that I haven't had a whole lot of experience with heavy traffic and my mom seems to think that I freak out in those kind of situations (only for her ;), although, it might help if she wasn't constantly holding on to the handle above the door and slamming the imaginary brakes on the dashboard). Actually, it wasn't that bad at all. traffic was a bit heavy (it is really hard to determine this as it is mostly relative, but for the sake of example, it was about as backed up as Springfield might be after a small accident, and as crowded as 141 in the rain). After awhile my mom asked me to hand the walkie talkie to Nico so I could focus on the roundabout ahead. He ended up talking to my other brother about un-dead gnomes....not sure how that was supposed to help me.
not much else happened, after we got back home I sat down with Harry Potter VI again, until Christopher came in and asked me if he could use my computer for AIM. After that we played around with "Pivot" and made little stickfigures drink yoohoo and do cartwheels and other cool stuff. :)