5 days into my arrival, I decided (at the suggestion of my husband) to hop into the drivers seat and try driving the short distance from the flat to the car park. It was in the evening, the roads were empty. I drove a manual for about 2 years between 2009-2011 until I bought my automatic Mazda 6. And in 2015 I bought an automatic Mercury Sable. I prefer automatics, but I was well aware that Tom had a manual. We both thought that maybe I should just drive a short distance and see how it goes. I agreed, I gotta just jump into it.
okay...real talk. I've been nervous about the driving in England thing for a while. But I know that I have to just suck it up and practice because I won't be able to stand relying on him for rides, and not being able to just take myself somewhere without paying loads of money on a train/taxies/what have you.
First, his car is tiny. TINY! My Mercury was pretty large..and my spacial awareness is used to the large car. I commuted to work, zoomed into parking spaces...It was
mine. In his car, I've got no idea what's around me. I feel like he's always about to bump into something and he's still got inches between the thing and the hood of his car!! It's so small! Two, I am not used to a manual anymore. I know how to drive one and I managed, but I haven't had any practice in literally years. Three, the stick is on the other side now, and my left hand has 0 coordination and I'm not accustomed to shifting with my left hand. It felt wrong and weird and I couldn't focus on anything else because my hand just wouldn't work. Four, I grew up in Louisiana where there is one hill in the entire state. I am not used to having to adjust the parking brake/shift into neutral/etc. There were a few times when Tom put the brake on (because it needed to be on) without me realizing, and then I got flustered because I didn't notice/didn't do it when it was supposed to be done. He was very patient with me and very understanding. I managed to pass up the turn and I had to drive twice as long, shifting between first and third gear. I was so focused on shifting with my left hand that had Tom not been in the vehicle, I wouldn't have been able to pay attention to the signs! I'm not used to stoplights being on the sides....I'm terrified to pass them up/run red lights!
We got out the car and I just cried because I
already learned how to drive. I had a wonderful car and now I don't have one anymore. I can't drive here and for the first time since I arrived I had the fleeting thought, "I want to go home!" Obviously the moment passed, and Tom was very supportive and he's "proud of me for trying" and now we "know where I am" in regard to driving here. It's just a sh*t feeling to know that I panicked driving, when I used to drive 60 miles a day back and forth from home and work back in the States. I already learned how to drive, and now I've got to do it again!!
What have you guys experienced? I truly felt like if he hadn't been in the car there is NO way I'd have been able to get around. I can't focus on shifting and the road at the same time, I don't recognize many of the signs, and in general it's just different. I had no idea where I was going.
I know that it'll just take time and that I probably sound suuuper impatient...I don't mean to be a drama queen! I think I just had confidence when it came to driving here, and that experience shattered it.
I'll keep you all updated on my progress. I think I'll take real lessons because my nerves are crazy.