One of my brothers works for a major pharmaceutical company and, as such, is a well-seasoned international traveler. At this writing, he has yet another business trip coming up, this time to a place where, unfortunately, he will have to get rent his own vehicle and drive to the company’s site himself. Not that that’s necessarily problematic; it’s just that the traffic laws in said country are more, um…suggestive, than in ours.
He’ll be careful. We’ll be prayerful.
Which makes me appreciate not only the little dotted and solid lines in our lanes here, but also the whole concept of why they’re important enough to be enforced: because people get really hurt otherwise. In my Continue reading “Drivers’ Ed…again”
I like obscurity. It’s a safe place, at least for me. Tucked away on my little plot of Earth in my little small town that barely rates a pin-point on a global map, that’s what I’m talking about. We had an event one time that brought in some coastal people from back east to our area, and their sentiment was along the lines of, “Where ARE we??” I am told that people from New York City think of our nation as two coasts, and the in-between is relatively insignificant. (You know, things like cows and corn and oil, nothing like Fashion Week or Hollywood.)
INSPIRATION with an ATTITUDE 