I felt quite proud of myself, driving on the left side of the road, etc.
Until today…
Today, I was driving to work (thankfully with Abram, my principal, whose family I have been staying with) when I hit one a pot hole, a big pot hole which caused a flat tire. Thankfully, the car had a spare, donut tire (when I got the car last week I didn’t even think to look!), and Abram had it fixed in no time, I didn’t even miss my second period class.
The road where I got my flat is a main road, which kind of makes it even more stupid that I hit the pothole, anyway, a number of my colleagues drive on this road, Moloto Road. Throughout the day, they kindly commented on my misfortune and the poor state of South Africa’s roads (they really aren’t that bad). They also reassured me that it was not my poor driving (I am not convinced).
To end the day the way it began, on the way home I made a left turn into the right side lane, luckily no cars were in sight, and Abram ( poor Abram, putting up with my driving) kindly told me I was in the wrong lane and suggested that perhaps I was thinking of America.
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