Butterfly Season on the Autobahn 2013

Right before I began to write today’s post I checked to see some of who the system identified as having read and commented.  That reminded me to remind you – each of you, that I am glad you bothered to read it and glad when you like what I have blogged. 

Today is one of those days when I did a whole bunch of stuff in the way of my nationality and then I did some stuff that shows I have adapted to where I am. 

My lifestyle over here in Europe is very quiet and feels small.  Because of that, one of the big deals of the day was that for the second time since being granted the Germany based Intl. driving license, I drove on the Autobahn.  I was not one of the high speed drivers on the Autobahn but just toodling along with the German drivers I used speeds that cause immediate loss of the American driving license on USA roads unless you can afford very powerful attorneys to let you keep it. 

From this we see that I have adapted to “those crazy Germans”.  The real key to understand is that they drive more slowly – not quickly, in their villages, and then make up for that difference on the freeways.  That includes the half of the story they didn’t tell me when I was in America “before Germany”.

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Windy Weather & German Driving

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Posted by miriampia@rocketmail.com on January 30, 2013 at 4:10 PM Deletedelete  Overlays edit   Comments comments (0)

:)As I write this to you all, I am in a pretty good mood.  As well as having some quality time with my son – my immediate relative, I feel that I have managed a decent time with the locals.  If you have not ever spent much time as a foreigner – which I think is okay by the way, it may seem as though I am making a big deal of a small matter. 

From this perspective it seems like a big deal.  All it was, was an hour and a half at a local driving school in German.  Each time I attend I feel a little more present; I get a little more aware of the other students – most of them are barely older than my own child, and the teachers.  I do learn both about driving here in Germany and the German language as well as locals. 

One major difference I’ve noticed, aside from cobblestone, is that there are a lot of German roads that have no shoulders.  There is a lot of wind in North Germany, and so, that will matter a lot.  Stay inside the lines or you run a serious risk of flipping your car.  Whoa.  Big difference.  There are roads with shoulders here in Germany, so, that’s a road characteristic well worth paying attention to. 

As far as quality of driver…I felt I was able to be a competent driver in the USA.  I do not feel like I was …that lady race car driver…Know what I’m getting at?  I can drive reasonably well; luckily I am not the nightmarish ‘bad woman driver’ but at the same time…I’m no driving ace.  I have wanted to drive in Europe but at the same time I really noticed that I felt an intense upsurge of anxiety about it.  I know why: I really did not know all the different rules.  Lots of the rules are the same but even the thought of taking a wild guess on interpreting a road sign at 100mph is enough to make me feel like up-chucking.  No one wants to find out they were dead wrong 3 minutes after having guessed at what a road sign means while driving in a foreign nation.  That was what made me so nervous. 

There is a lot of wind in North Germany.  This is even more of a big deal in light cars or on roads that don’t even have shoulders.  The Germans are a little strange in certain ways….In a village one does not go fast, but between towns they let people go at speeds which I only experienced as ILLEGAL over in the USA.  So, you can see why ILLEGALLY fast by American standards in windy weather on a road with no shoulders is something that may require a little special preparation to be able to do.  Wow.