Those who know me personally know that I don't really like driving. You see, I live in a city with millions of people who learned how to drive in their home countries and as much as I love culture diversity, I don't love cultural driving diversity. Yes, I said it, there are plenty of countries where turn signals are not a thing.
As you might imagine this usually angers me, more so because my security has been put at risk plenty of times. Needless to say it's not fair to generalize, but for the most part this seems to be true.
Today however, I have to drive, I have no choice. I'm going about one hour south to miami to pickup some merchandise I sold, and of course in pursuit of the mighty dollar, I must relinquish my disdain for the wheel and face traffic for 3 hours at least.
Before you think I'm crazy you should know I've probably driven as much as a truck driver over the years. I've taken more than three cars to above 200k miles, crossed the continent and did the whole touring thing. Yes, I've driven a lot, hence why I know I don't like it.
But, here I go again.... on the road...
