I have a drivers license 2
I’ve got photos stuck in my new phone (recommended) that I am dying to show the world. (What’s the backup plan when you forget your charger in another country?) Ya, it’s me passing the drivers license test in the-middle-of-nowhere Brooklyn, thanks to my excellent driving instructor Phil from a Russian driving school in Queens. The whole experience was a little surreal, and it was mainly because the testers in Brooklyn are so mean. On purpose. But a few pictures and self-congratulations should suffice. Soon.






Sounds like a much longer, deeper story. Just the term “Russian driving school in Queens” peaks my interest.
Hurray! Thelma and Louise style girl geek driving trip ahoy!