Daughter C. has her road test tomorrow morning! As I am writing this, she is out on the streets of Brooklyn with her father one last time to practice. I feel bad for her. New Yorkers are very impatient and erratic on the road. They are not too tolerant of slow drivers.
Learning how to drive in New York City means that you have to parallel park without hesitation. If you don't make it into a ridiculous small space, you automatically fail the road test. Not only do you have to look out for other cars on the road, you have to watch for pedestrians who can dash in front of the vehicle at any moment. Taxis weave in and out of your lane without warning. And then there are the potholes....you have to watch out for those as well.
Is C. ready for her license? You better not ask me. I am her mother. If it were up to me, she would still hold my hand while crossing the street. Well, I am exaggerating slightly, but not by much. The truth is, here in the city, a car is not a necessity. So even if she passes tomorrow, she will probably not do too much driving. The subway takes you everywhere you want to go. And that is just fine by me.
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3 comments:
$20 says she fails with flying colors
-the brother
thanks max..
A quick update: No go on the first try. There were tears of disappointment and frustration, and the realization that more hours behind the wheel were needed.
Max wanted his $20, but since he was the only one betting, he did not get anything.
Better luck next time, Celina
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