This Saturday I partook in my first driving lesson, scaring both my instructor and myself. No I was not an amazing driver in fact I was the opposite. As I ventured up the Denison Grade and Sulphur Mountain Road I wondered what could possible have possessed my driving instructor to tempt such a fate.

Stepping into the Honda Accord, wisely on the passenger side, I wondered how one could possibly drive. Warning the instructor of the fate he might incur he agreed that it would be best for him to begin by driving down the rocky slopes of Sulphur Mountain.

Once in Ojai we parked in a residential area what he assured me would be free of hazards and any obstacles that may cause an injury.  Later I found out this was not to be the case. Stepping into the driver’s side I followed all instructions on controlling the car moving forward slowly and reversing slightly.

Now it was time for the accelerator. Jerk. Ok now this first motion was a bit embarrassing so I apologized sincerely and he said it was ok but if the whole lesson would be like this he may get a little travel-sick.

Travel-sick was he joking, I mean there’s me in control of a powerful car and he was worried about travel sickness, if I were in his shoes I would have been worried about who I had written in my will or at the least that I had great health insurance.

So after a few deep breaths (on his behalf) we continued onwards forgetting the previous incident. He was yet to know this was going to be the best part of the lesson.

Pink Scooters, old people, motorbikes and children all obstructed my way but as it turned out I luckily did not manage to kill, or injure anybody.

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