Setting: Lunch Time Rush Hour –
Hning: Behind the wheels to her beat up Toyota Kijang, in Abaya and Headdress, fresh out of the Saudi embassy, sweating profusely, giddy from the congested traffic, running 20km/hr on her tenth hour of practice driving behind those awful hordes of cars and motorbikes from hell.
Instructor: Old man in his fifties, doesn't give a crap about neither car or driver, and is only thinking about what to have for lunch with his wife.
Instructor: Doesn't even look at Hning as he says: "Okay, honey, you seem to be doing fine. I'll leave you now for lunch." – AND JUMPS OUT OF THE CAR!!
Hning: Is flabbergasted.
Hning: Starts again driving because cars behind her are honking like mad.
Hning: Scratches a car, breaking one sign-light, muffling protests with a blue Indonesian banknote, and hollering apologies at the car owner.
Hning: reaches home safely. Kisses the ground and says: "Never, ever again!" Then stuck on environmentally friendlier public transport, such as trains, bicycles, ojeks and magic carpets.
4 afterthinkers:
Its interesting that we're both learning how to drive just as we are planning to head back home... What could it mean?
I plan to blog about this amusing experience soon :D Hehehe, as long as they don't watch me and think, yeah, I felth this way when I was SEVENTEEEEN *a classical song from the some-ties.
Anways, your writing rocks!
You and Trev are back to writing like pros and I'm grown jellous :P
Why do I remember jelly when I write the above jellousy word?
Anways, yeah, just got back from watching the www.virgil video applications on youtube-and I'm like totally into conquering planet mars mood now!
did you ..
did you??
did you notice what (felt) and (felth) have in common??
Yeah, yeah, feelings are just felthy *with Bart accent.
boooy, I'm all omens and signs after that mars settlement stuff :P
http://www.google.com/virgle/
{--the above is just a proof that I'm just high from the videos and not as a result of anything else :P
On the day that Hning crashed her side-lamps to a brick wall, Augusts' Miracle told her a story about the time he attended a safety-driving class.
He said, his instructor was able to slide a rally car, make it turn 180ยบ, reverse for a couple of meters, turn again and go forward as if nothing ever happened.
(Hning would need a YouTube video to explain this awesome driving maneuver, but just can't be bothered to search for it in snail-internet-connection-country like the one she's currently living in)
The punch(line) to Augusts' story was that his instructor was a 16 years old GIRL.
Adding insult to the tale was that when they went back to the parking lot, he gently took the car keys from Hning's wheel-happy hands.
(He was so gentle about it that Hning thought to do just like him the next time she finds a drunk dying to drive.)
She protested, "DUDE!!"
"That's it, hon. No more driving for today."
"Why?"
"It's bad luck to drive again when you've already crashed," he shrugged.
"What?!"
"At least for today."
"And you believe in that kind of BULL?!"
"Looking at the combination of that traffic and your style of newbie driving? I'd rather stay on the safe side."
Hning gives Aysha a thoughtful look, "Do you think that on the day the Venusians liberated Mars from the Martians, the Martians liberated their logic and converted into fallacy instead?"
Who would've thought?
PS: You really think that the writing in this blog has improved? Really? Wow! *blushes*
Haha! I loved this post.
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