Thursday Diane decided that she was going to brave the traffic and drive herself around town and to do her shopping. I was worried. Diane is the most obedient and law abiding person I know....how would she survive the anarchy that prevails on the Argentine roads?
The car begins the journey...
It inches its way into traffic...
A wave, a smile and she's off...
The only person in the country who actually uses her turn signals...
I worry...
I wait...
I pace the streets...
And then it happens...Diane returns! Certainly she will be frustrated and ready to call it quits. The car will be mine, all mine once again!
WRONG...
Argentina...you have met your match! And, after 32 years, we are sharing a car again!
Way to go Mom! That is definitely Curtis blood in you. I would still be too scared. Our family almost died when I drove around CA by myself. I like the causal pics of Dad. This post had me laughing.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to see your sense of humor followed you to Argentina. I wanted to let you know I'm getting a kick out of your posts and that someone else besides your kids your blog. A peach Pinto...really? That's embarassing. I thought our Buick was bad. (In case you can't figure out who this is...it's Nicole (used to be) Johnson.)
ReplyDelete...and hopefully you know that my sense of humor is still in tact and that my comments were all tongue-in-cheek, and that I'm not a jerk. :)
ReplyDeleteSweet ride!! Well done Diane, I struggle driving here...I can't imagine what would happen to me in Argentina! How do you manage to look so cute and put together every day?
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