Yeah, yeah, I know, it’s been painfully long since I’ve posted anything on here.
So. Here goes.
As mentioned in the previous post I now have my learners license. So I think it would be appropriate to recount my second ever driving lesson.
I think it’s important to mention at this point that this was my first lesson outside of the carpark and actually on the road. So Dad took me out Tally Valley.
He is a cruel, cruel man.
Tallebudgera Valley is a twisty road that turns all over the place, frequently has no line and boasts an alarming number of one way bridges. Besides the fact that I SO wasn’t going to fit through these incredibly small spaces (even though I did), there’s still the little matter of everything else. At one point I found myself going down the narrow little road, with a concrete truck bearing down at me. So I did what any right thinking person with approximately an hour of total driving experience under her belt would have done under those circumstances.
I tried to get out of the way.
And okay, maybe there was a steep embankment on one side of the road. But I didn’t hit it. Admittedly Mum in the backseat almost had a heart attack and Dad in the front started yelling “Left! LEFT!!”. But I didn’t hit anything!!!
And I think that in itself is an achievement. And on that cheerful note, goodnight, I’m going to bed.
