A few months ago, we bought a Fusca.
I love it. I love having the ability to drive around. And at the same time, it is such an experience to drive here. Brazilians drive like they are racing to get in line, crowding, pushing all in together. Right hand turns are occasionally made from the middle lane, cutting of those driving in the far right lane. The road are bumpy, not to mention the quebra-molas.
I feel pretty good about driving to the kid's school (close within our neighborhood) and to the grocery (again, pretty close). I've driven to Alphaville for work twice. But tonight, I had to go pick up Dora at a birthday party in Buritis. It's only about 20 minutes away, but I'd never been there. And I had to bring 2 other kids back as well. I spent probably close to 45 minutes online, studying the map, looking at Google street view, and I wrote down 2 FULL PAGES of directions. My husband gave me a pep talk, and we bought gas, and I gave myself 45 minutes to get there. And I did it! No problems getting there. On the way back, I took the "long-cut" (as opposed to the short cut), but I made it. I feel so proud of myself!
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