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.
