It feels weird not to drive. But in a good way. I'm finally starting to get used to the whole drive on the wrong side of the road thing, but it still catches me by surprise once in a while. Crossing the street is far more difficult than you would think it would be. It's just so programmed into our brains of where the cars are supposed to be coming from, that I have to think really hard so I don't walk into traffic. (OK, maybe it's just me.)
People drive FAST. They also have a lot of yield signs where we would have stop signs. Seems to keep traffic moving along better.
Most of the cars look like cars we have in the states, except Holden is a big brand over here. Otherwise, it's Fords, Toyotas, Kias, Nissans, Beemers, etc. What you don't see much of are big trucks and big SUVs. People drive smaller trucks and they have "utes" (top photo) -- that's short for "utility vehicle." Think El Camino. Most of the trucks and smaller SUVs have "bull bars" (also known as " 'roo bars") to protect the front of car if you run into a kangaroo. A lot of them also are equipped with snorkels -- air systems that run up the side of the car allowing you to drive through really high water without damaging the engine. Throw in some serious lights and everything starts to look like something out of Mad Max. Makes me want to put on a horned hat and ride around on top of Dutchy's truck (second photo) like Tina Turner.
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