It has been a busy weekend that has dribbled into the week. I have shifted the center of my gravity over to Glebe, and to do this, I borrowed a friend's car.
Yes, I
drove a
stickshift car on the
left side of the road. I didn't kill anyone. I didn't bung the car. I got where I was going.
I did frequently turn on the windsheild wipers instead of the turn signal and exclusively use the driver's-side side-mirror since the rear-view mirror is in the wrong place.
But I survived. I can now do anything.