And here's another thing. You know I've been having driving practice? Well I made it clear at the beginning that I didn't need to learn how to drive, I even showed them my full UK driving licence. What I wanted was a chance to aclimatised to driving on the other side of the road and driving on the motorway here.
And I made this very clear to them at the beginning, before my first practice, after my second practice and after my third practice. So when I turned up on Wednesday morning I thought everything was clear. But, because of the way Italy has been mucking me about recently, I thought I'd double check and, guess what, no we weren't going on the motorway today because “The school isn't authorised to go on the motorway”. Now I know that learner drivers can't drive on motorways and that cars with learner signs shouldn't be on the motorway – it might even be forbidden - BUT, I am a qualified driver and the signs on the car are magnetic and could have been taken off when we swap drivers. So I got the “Shrug, what can be done, Shrug” again. And I said “Thank you for wasting my time” and left.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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not surprised given the italian way.
either they don't speack that much of english so they can't really realise you want to go in motorway or they can't manage to explain you some subtilities in the driving school car insurance.
I suppose they have a special one which covers the learner's risk but NOT in the motorways (you may agree with me then you'll have a bunch of not-trained motorways users...)and technically if you enroll in school you are a learner...
Or maybe the insurance did not cover at all motorways since is forbidden to teach in it.
But you see, in normal life aparth of the ciao bella there is peculiarities wich can be a pain in the b-side.
Honestly,sometime I felt the same in UK but since I've never spent so much time in your country...
But why in UK I can't have my beer at the time I like??
By the way one of the few time in western countries I've been (can't say attached0 bothered has been in UK,London,Chinatown when a bunch of drunk commuters in the 50's try to bother me about my red henry lloyd ocean race jacket (you may know this jaket,it was winter,windy and drizziling so normal dress for the weather) pretending I was dressed as some firefigther or delivery boy...
they got insulted in not less than 4 languages-italian,french,greek AND english just to make things clear to everybody.
What bother me more was that the attach -fuelled by drink for sure- was only because I was looking a bit foreign.
Or when somebody ask me to repeat several times my sentence pretending not to understand...you know my english far from perfect but normally not hard to catch the meaning of my words...
mr jam
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