From: Douglas Tate Date: Sun, 1 Sep 1996 23:08:17 +0100 Subject: Welcome back B G
Interesting!!!
Bobbie G wrote in her re-integration address to the nation:
##################### .... but I could equally do that relating the rest of my trip, most specifically the volatile combination of my driving and the frightful navigation skills of Doug Tate. ##################### This from a left handed lady who thinks the right is on the same side. This from a person who, when informed that the correct road is the one with the big sign to the left then goes straight on because it looks interesting. This from the person who, doing 90 in the left lane and with two or three lines of traffic, decides that the exit 200 yards ahead is the one she wants ,... and makes it. This from the person who drives fast for miles wondering why traffic is melting to right and left in front of her and then discovers she has her falshers on
######################## He may know his way around a chromatic, but NEVER trust him with a roadmap! If I ever see Clarksville, Tenn., again, it will be too soon...and also I believe the 4th time!!! We're talking Twilight Zone here, guys. ######################## Sexist as ever, there are gals as well as guys on this list. I have to admit to a tad of confusion in Clarksville. Hers.
######################## It was quite interesting, though, explaining 4-ways stops, comparing center line philosophies and rules, happening on some great roads for roller coaster simulations, and even giving the Brit a spell behind the wheel [hospitality plus, I'd say!] ######################## I LOVE the complicated way you do simple things, four way stops!! We just put a paint circle in the road and kill people. (like two hands to mail a letter (ever thought of putting the thing in a slot??))
Roller Coaster YeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaHHH. Have to admit I enjoyed that bit. She practised on the freeway and perfected on the country roads. All I have to do now is get Grecian 2000 and a new set of nails. I love the neat dispenser for puke bags in her car.
################################### It was simple really.. I just closed my eyes and ignored the rumble as the tires ran off the road. And at least I had the map! ###################################
My case rests. Note that her use of the map was with her eyes closed ... could I do any less than emulate my partner.
OK, OK, I admit that she is a durn good driver and I did make a ~few~ mistakes. I also loved the variety of countryside, the great foodand the superb people I met.
However, what depressed me immensly about the whole thing was the fact that, as she wove in and out of what seemed like stationary traffic, she was (a) singing and (b) coming up with new ideas for alterations to 'the harp' ( I didn't notice if she was cracking nuts with her left foot a la Jimmy Durante) Enough talent is enough.
