I grip the handle on the inside of the rental we picked up at the airport when we landed. Matthias is driving us away from the city and into the countryside despite my parents insisting they pick us up. I wanted to have some mobility while we’re here and not put my parents out without a car if we borrowed theirs.
“Are you used to driving on this side of the road and car?” I tease Matthias in an attempt to calm my nerves.
He chuckles and shakes his head. “It’s quite odd but not impossible to get accustomed to.”
“Good because I can’t string stick shift, so we’d never make it if I had to drive.”
“I could teach you,” he offers.
“I think the time for me to learn passed. Not sure I have the patience to learn now.”
“You do. You can even learn to drive in the UK on the ‘wrong’ side of the ro
