How's my Driving?

I'm back to driving to Derry, and back, negotiating the Sperrins and the new bypass to Derry. Everyone's either too fast, or too slow. I seem to be the only happy-medium driver.

An eternity of being scared s**tless by the Road Safety commercials, in my country, and a paranoid grandmother in the passenger seat, knocked my confidence; for so long. But now, I am breaking out of the social programming. I focus on small victories.

Now, I plan to drive to Belfast; rather than use a park-and-ride as a halfway house. I got an app to help with parking, recommended by a friend from Stranmillis. Now, I plan to conquer more gremlin-infested parts of my brain.

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  • Driving seems to have become untenable for me recently. I perceive the roads are now a mix of excruciatingly slow or racetrack with no happy or safe medium.

    It seems that the endless traffic calming measures and roadworks either induce stupor or rage in a portion of my fellow motorists which makes the process even less enjoyable than it used to be.  

    I'm returning my motorcycle to the road, as I have more places I want to go, and it's simply the most effective & enjoyable way of doing that.

    I can't face a three stop journey around the city anymore, and public transport is too full of people to ever be considered pleasant or safe. (I know two people in my circle who were attacked on the bus, one had his health destroyed, the other drew his hatchet from under his coat and the would-be assailants reconsidered their position and got off at the next stop). Add the possibility that the public might also be carrying the latest bio-engineered pathogen in addition to their normal levels of filth and who the hell would get on a bus except the very desperate?    

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  • Driving seems to have become untenable for me recently. I perceive the roads are now a mix of excruciatingly slow or racetrack with no happy or safe medium.

    It seems that the endless traffic calming measures and roadworks either induce stupor or rage in a portion of my fellow motorists which makes the process even less enjoyable than it used to be.  

    I'm returning my motorcycle to the road, as I have more places I want to go, and it's simply the most effective & enjoyable way of doing that.

    I can't face a three stop journey around the city anymore, and public transport is too full of people to ever be considered pleasant or safe. (I know two people in my circle who were attacked on the bus, one had his health destroyed, the other drew his hatchet from under his coat and the would-be assailants reconsidered their position and got off at the next stop). Add the possibility that the public might also be carrying the latest bio-engineered pathogen in addition to their normal levels of filth and who the hell would get on a bus except the very desperate?    

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