We picked up our rental car and drove
to Aix-en-Provence. Everything is the same, but different.
We made it to our hotel/apartment in
the end, but driving in France – especially in a standard vehicle
with the reverse gear on the LEFT SIDE of the gears while navigating
unfamiliar, ancient, narrow, twisty, winding downtown cores full of
roundabouts with indistinct lanes and streets with lights of
miscellaneous heights, occasionally occluded by foliage, that you
stop AT instead of ACROSS THE INTERSECTION FROM – is insanely
terrifying. I mean a mild, left-side-of-the-chest-pain-inducing level
of terrifying.
That last sentence is not hyperbole.
That is all.
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