Thursday, February 10, 2011

driving British style

We rented a 2 dr Suzuki 4x4 run about .... not sure what they call it here.  We got tired of being hosed by the taxi drivers  The buses are mini vans and they load them up so people are sitting on knees of other passengers if it is at a busy pick-up location.  The drivers drive them like they stole them. They scare the hell out of you.  Any way I found that I had to really concentrate on remembering to drive in the opposite lane.  There were only a couple of times I had to be reminded by the blaring of horns from the oncoming drivers.  They have a lot of traffic circles here too, which are fun to navigate.   I've used the winshield wipers several times when I am signalling turns.  You se e, they have the windshield wiper blades on the left side of the steering column and the signal light switch and dimmer lights together on the right side of the column. The drivers here will stop anytime and anywhere on the travel portion of the road to talk to someone or to jump out and run into a store or just to park whether there is room or not.  The motoring public therefore have to manoeuver around them.  But you have to toot your horn to let everyone know what you are doing.  If someone comes up behind you and they want to pass they will toot their horn and pass.... whether it is on  blind corner or school zone or whatever - the passee's job is to brake hard to ensure there is no head on collisions.  From what I can tell there are no speed limits or rules of the road except you should not be colliding with each other.  They do have speed bumps stratigically located through out the island.  Some times they have warning signs and sometimes not.  If you were to hit any of these speed bumps with any speed you can get all 4 wheels off the ground. Patti is doing a fabulous job of navigating as I don't have time to read signs or anything else.  So far she hasn't fainted with fright but she has been there to remind me when I stray back to Canadian driving rules. Street signs here are a rare breed.  You never know what road you are on unless you have a map. We some how joined up with a funeral procession in Grenville.  The hearst is equipped with massive speakers on the roof and church music is blaring out of it.  They must do that to make sure the passenger is dead because the music is almost loud enough to wake the dead.  The funeral procession was led by a Police motorcycle escourt.  It didn't help much though because we ended up in a traffic snarl in the downtown core of Grenville.  It was hard to manouver around all the vehicles that were parked (abandoned) in the roadway. It was an experience. All in all it was a good day - we circumvented the Island and got home without any bent metal. (Tuesday Feb 8)

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  1. Congratulations for not killing any of the local people.....yet...

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