I don't know how to drive. :(
Pedestrians.
They have actual right of way here. Plus, some of the stoplights downtown are tiny, so I miss them sometimes, Andrea screaming "RED LIIIIGHT!!!", etc.
And it's weird looking at the speedometer and seeing that I'm going 60, but it feels nothing like the 60 I know in the US. All the km/h signs and the celsius measurements on the thermostat and evening weather are slowly seeping into my body. I can totally feel the metric system vibes.
And city traffic is same as anywhere, but I've never really had to drive in it until now.
I'll post pics of the pending car wreck in the week to come.
They have actual right of way here. Plus, some of the stoplights downtown are tiny, so I miss them sometimes, Andrea screaming "RED LIIIIGHT!!!", etc.
And it's weird looking at the speedometer and seeing that I'm going 60, but it feels nothing like the 60 I know in the US. All the km/h signs and the celsius measurements on the thermostat and evening weather are slowly seeping into my body. I can totally feel the metric system vibes.
And city traffic is same as anywhere, but I've never really had to drive in it until now.
I'll post pics of the pending car wreck in the week to come.
posted by sfdlf at
2:41 PM
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Come on, Ray. We all know you are at Bobby's house. Give it up.
Yes. The attic is hot.
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