Sigh.
Yeah. By the end of that hour lesson I was so happy to NOT be driving anymore. I don't want to drive here. I just want a license so I can drive when I go back to the States. Where I know how to drive.
Or in Europe, where all the cars are on the correct side of the road. Buuut, this is the only way to do it, so I'll have to do it. It's the being on the wrong side of the car that is throwing me - I can't judge the distance I should be from the parked cars, etc. and so I'm trying to pay attention to that and to the road signs and markings, and speed.... I don't think I was this bad when I was learning at 16.
Then again, at 16 I wasn't trying to drive in rush hour in a city on streets I'd never been on, in a strangely operated car, on the wrong side of the road, either!