kangaroos

Saturday we went to visit some people in towns 60 to 80 miles away.   Several people told us not to drive that road at night because the kangaroos come out and dash across the road.   Ok, as if I am not already tense enough about driving on the wrong side of the road, the roads being so narrow, bumpy, curvy, driving with one wheel on the center white line and the other on the pot holes at the outside edge of the road and now the kangaroos.  Gulp. Then to top it all off the speed limit is 100 to 110 km-h. (62-68 mph).

Ron told me that if I get so nervous than I should close my eyes and go to sleep. I took some crocheting with me.  I did not keep my eyes too glued to the crocheting or dared to go to sleep and was glad because I had to tell him 3 times to get back into the left lane.    I have to admit that, once, I headed to the wrong side of the car to get in.    Mind you, only once.   

When traveling, I start finding myself as tense as when sitting in the dentist chair and have to tell myself to relax.  I wouldn't dare drive though. I already have my claw marks embedded in my seat and I would not fit in the drivers seat.

The picture shows the closest that I hope to get to a kangaroo while driving.  We did make it back home by about 8 pm and it was dark all the way. Whew, we made it home safe again.