I do not enjoy driving.
In any conditions.
I really can't understand people who say they enjoy driving. It's so stressful and tiring and you have to concentrate on the road and other drivers rather than the scenery and your thoughts.
Then again I love teaching pre-kinder classes and I know a lot of people shudder at the thought of that so I guess it's courses for horses again, huh?
Anyway, yesterday K was able to drive me to work as it was a holiday but today I was on my own.
Today I sent the girls off on their merry way:
And they really were merry as they love snowy days as their school has a fabulous playground with a mountain and a creek and a whole lot of play areas. While sleds aren't allowed (too dangerous with so many kids) they can take cardboard to slide on and many just slide on their bums. They also 'skate' down the frozen creek. As it's lined on both sides with rocks I consider this quite dangerous too but the school is fine with it so they have a grand time with it all. They have even more to haul to school than usual though as they need a change of socks (Meg) and complete change of clothes (Amy) for if they get wet. The teachers have set up clothes drying racks in the classrooms to air their snow gear/ wet clothes so that is a bonus but still....
Turned out I needed every minute of that hour and a half!
The roads into the city were bumper to bumper traffic. Even when you could move noone was going more than 20km/h which made me really happy as I like to crawl along when slipping and sliding are on the menu and hate it when you get some over-confident evil-kenevil type overtaking and driving way too fast on ice.
Kept driving and thanks to the great viewing from the front window of the Delica was able to watch a truck come off the road:
The guy in blue is the driver. After spinning his wheels for a while he ended up with powder coating his tires. He took the chains off the back tires and put them on the front ones. They still just span around and around and he started bashing at the snow with more chains and then he started walking down the row of cars apologising. Seriously.
Luckily for us all the car one behind the truck was another truck. A small one but one with grunt it seemed as after they both stamped down all the snow on the roadside the gas truck was able to drive around the big truck and tow it out backwards. Rather them than me!
After that the drive was uneventful but a lot snowier and icier than I had expected. I thought as soon as I got into the city proper it would be all smooth sailing (well driving anyway) but it was icy the whole way in. I arrived stressed and with 5 minutes to spare. Aghhhhh!
Sometimes I don't love living here as much as I do the rest of the time!