Today was going to be a family outing. Scott was going to drive. Unfortunately, Scott hasn't been feeling well since last weekend. (Remember, the pottery place.) He had to opt out on the fun.
Chandler wanted to opt out also...but I insisted that he come with. I had already bought the family ticket pack-Good for entry for 2 adults and 3 children. With Scott not going, I intended to drink whiskey for two. Chandler was needed to drink coke for 3.
My Irish driving skills have not come around like I had hoped. I usually avoid driving here. The steering wheel is on the wrong side. Everyone drives in the wrong direction- I can NEVER just go into autopilot. I have to constantly make sure I am on the wrong side of the road. Left turns are like right and rights are like lefts.
Chan and I prayed before we left- and God answers prayer. Our tour was supposed to begin at noon. We left in plenty of time for our noon tour...However, I didn't know that there was some sporting event in Dublin. Traffic was the heaviest ever. Flagged cars honking and packed into the city.
Then I took a wrong turn. Then, forgetting that right was left- I tried to turn into oncoming traffic.
We arrived in City Centre after Noon...late. I parked and we started walking towards the Distillery- in case we could start the tour late...but Chandler just wanted to go home.
He kept saying that he wouldn't be able to enjoy the tour because he would keep thinking of the ride home.
He was shaking and scared. I took pity on him and we went back to the car.
See, he looks pale....wait...we all look pale. But he does look nauseous. This was BEFORE the ride home. The ride home is when I confused right and left again and he literally started hysterically laugh crying. My poor baby. We both need a driver.
Then I took a wrong turn. Then, forgetting that right was left- I tried to turn into oncoming traffic.
We arrived in City Centre after Noon...late. I parked and we started walking towards the Distillery- in case we could start the tour late...but Chandler just wanted to go home.
He kept saying that he wouldn't be able to enjoy the tour because he would keep thinking of the ride home.
He was shaking and scared. I took pity on him and we went back to the car.
See, he looks pale....wait...we all look pale. But he does look nauseous. This was BEFORE the ride home. The ride home is when I confused right and left again and he literally started hysterically laugh crying. My poor baby. We both need a driver.
3 comments:
"Then, forgetting that right was left- I tried to turn into oncoming traffic."
LEFT IS NOT RIGHT AND RIGHT IS NOT LEFT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LEFT IS LEFT AND RIGHT IS RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
<- LEFT RIGHT ->
Chan did ya leave fingernail indentions in the dash and rip off the jesus woman bar off the roof ? And to think you like rolloer coasters hmmmm !!!!
mark
Ps to my cousin ,
Someone in Texas would surely enjoy a fine bottle of that irish whiskey.
What a great time though . Missin yall !
cousin Mark
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