evlPanda said...
I hate driving in Sydney, that I'm not all too familiar with, navigating with the built-in GPS (life saver), trying to figure out which lane I'm supposed to be in after this 5-way intersection, so I don't accidentally drive into a tunnel that takes miles in the wrong direction, and charges me $5 for the pleasure, and $5 to come back again, all while watching the cars around me, and bicycles, and pedestrians, all of whom are hyper aggressive and looking for a fight, and making sure I'm not in a bus lane ($300 fine, yep, got one), and not speeding of course god forbid, so I'm also watching all the changing speed zones, while the kids are clowning around noisily in the back like some sort of hybrid zoo-circus, and my wife is asking me about something really important that I am supposed to deeply consider because my answer will have ramifications. Yeah, I hate driving in Sydney.
when I used to have to drive in sydney, I'd pull over out the front of my nans' old place, next to kitepower, take the number plates off the silver bullet, and continue on my way...
used to do it dozens of times, go through the tunnels, across the bridge, bus lanes, that horrible 15 minute parking in every street in hurstville centre, once as I came back to my car from the courthouse hotel in newtown, a copper hit me up about no plates on the bullet... I told him I caught this young asian kid stealing them and took them out of the car to show him...
he said ' no worries, can you describe this fella..?'
I said ' yeah he was asian'
he laughed and told me to put them back on when I got home..