Jeez, it’s been ages. Two months. I think about blogging all the time, in fact just yesterday. I think of something to say, or about something that just happened, and then I post it on Facebook and Twitter and move on. Social media is easy and blogging takes time and effort. Sad but true.
Anyway, I did something momentous (for me) today – my first lone roadie. I drove from Palmerston North to Wellington. In a rental car. In the dark. And the rain. It took just over two hours. It might not seem like a big deal if you drive all the time, but it is huge for me. The idea of that much speed for that much time scares me. There were bridges! There was one bridge with a curve, and up hill, and a BUS coming the other way. That one made me sweat a bit. And I drove all the way through Wellington city and out the other side to drop off the car.
When I got my driver licence in 2011 (on my 39th birthday), it gave me this amazing sense of freedom. It made so many things possible that were just difficult to do before … imagine going to hockey on the bus, argh. A couple of weeks ago I thought about driving to Timaru. I’d need to bring Stephen along, I thought to myself. I can’t drive myself, I thought. There are bridges. And it’s a long way! So now I know I can. That’s really cool.
Well done you!! As my mum drilled into me, you will never do it if you don’t try and I always found I could. Another goal achieved!!! Xxx
Yay! Driving alone can be a really amazing feeling. I find I really enjoy it when there’s open road and good music available. The first year I had my license, I put something like 80,000 miles on my truck. I drove everywhere. Hours a day, sometimes I’d be gone for days. The power of being able to pack a bag and disappear was amazing.
On your own you can have the radio on the channel YOU enjoy the heater as YOU enjoy Got my licence just before I turned 40 I still appreciate it and don’t think I’ll ever take it for granted. Well done you !!