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That’s where I had to drive

 Things are speeding up. I seem to be spending all my time driving somewhere to pick up my children or attend a meeting. It just never stops.

I had to go to Nice on Thursday. I arrived late in the evening. It was pitch black and the car rental agency told me that they had upgraded my car: I was to drive a Mercedes class B, automatic gearbox. Great, except that I didn’t have a choice because they were down to their last car. I had never driven an automatic car before.
You have to understand that I am not getting any younger. I drive on the left in the UK and on the right in France and I am doing an OK job in both countries. But I am used to driving manual cars. In Europe, most of us drive manual cars. I was scared. I thought that automatic car must be easier to drive, right? I had no choice but to take the car anyway.
It was a long walk to the parking lot. I sat down in the driver seat and realised I couldn’t figure out out to go backwards in this automatic car. How was I supposed to exit the airport parking? What could I do?
Breathe, I thought, breathe. It can’t be that hard, can it? Well, Hard or not, I simply couldn’t figure it out.
As I wasn’t prepared to go back all the way to the front desk to explain the situation, I looked around me. There was a middle-aged guy on the other side of the alley. I asked him for help. He couldn’t speak French, so my English was quite an asset. He explained the whole thing to me.  It wasn’t difficult, you had to choose R for rear, D for drive and N for neutral on the right hand side of the wheel. The guy was American and I thanked him profusely of course. Who said chilvary was gone?
So there I was, driving a German car on a French road thanks to an American guy. Baby, it is a global world out there. And it is complicated!

NB: Congratulations to Mountainmum who won Sonia’s eBook
NNB: I loved the Mercedes class B. Obviously it was a bit difficult to leave my left foot on the side but I could concentrate on the road and it was a great drive!
Muriel – A French Yummy Mummy In London