A week in images: day 18

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February 13, 2013 by allsho

Another exception today. I had to stop along the way to work, more or less in the same spot as I stopped some days ago.

Luckily nobody was using the same road at the same time, because it’s quite narrow, and normally two cars can hardly fit. But these days, with all the snow amassed at the sides, two cars can’t fit.

Now I have to explain something curious.

Statistics are still wondering about this phenomenon. 

I don’t know if you are familiar with driving a SUV. A manual SUV. The vast majority of cars in Italy are manual, so that shouldn’t surprise you. As you may know, in order to drive a manual car, especially on a narrow and winding road, you need both hands, one on the wheel and one on the gear.

So if you have a phone call, either you turn the speakerphone or the bluetooth on, or you postpone your call. Don’t you?

Well, the weird thing is that the cars you are most likely to find on this road coming from the opposite direction are

  • SUVs (manual)
  • driven by women who are
  • on the phone and in the middle of a very important conversation
  • unable to switch either speakerphone or bluetooth on
  • pissed off by the narrowness of the road, by your presence on a narrow road, by the contents of the conversation, by their incapability of using properly their mobile, by their lack of control of the car.

Now I’m sure you are asking yourself: why is this guy taking this road anyway? Isn’t there another way from A to B, less narrow and that doesn’t expose him to a series of potentially lethal encounters?

Yes, there is another road.

But if I take it, I can’t see this.

Not far from home sweet home, today.

Not far from home sweet home, today.

And forget about the picture and my lack of skill in taking it, you can be sure in real life it’s a magic sight.

Sometimes you have to take risks, don’t you?

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  1. […] I have published some pictures already: here, here, here, here, here, here, here and […]

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