Today was my big day. I scheduled it right before I left to drive to Salzburg, Austria with my friend Gloria. She is driving one way and flying back while the rest of my family is flying into Salzburg on Saturday and going to do the return journey (more on that once I return). I really wanted my test passed before I left because October 12 is our one year mark for being over here. We can legally drive on our US licenses for one year but after that we may be at risk with our automobile insurance. Since things are so expensive over here, I was very nervous about the insurance risk of driving over my one year mark.
Anyway, my test this morning was in Melton Mowbray which is an hour away. I needed to drop the kids off at school and make it over there in a little over an hour. Nervous about being late I tried to leave early....HA! Something always goes wrong.
Although they weren't successful, the kids really did try to be ready early today, but what really made it bad was today's traffic. It was the worst I've seen since I've been here. Lines of cars everywhere and IF they were moving it was slow. I finally made it out of the school's drop off point and started on my way. God must have been looking out for me because all of a sudden I had a chilling thought...where was my wallet (with my UK driving license in it)...at home of course!
Panic!
So I quickly turned around, zoomed home, grabbed my wallet and was off again. I kept thinking...mirrors, distance, speed...mirrors, distance, speed. They want you to check your mirrors every 10 seconds and when you change speed or direction. An hour later I was at the driving license center about 10 minutes early.
Whew!
No parking spaces though. I finally parked where a nearby lady told me to and then got my papers together. Meanwhile, an applicant finished her test and drove in. The driving examiner kept looking over and giving me very nasty looks. He obviously thought I shouldn't be parked where I was. Nervously, I got out and he jumped out of the car to confront me (what a way to start!).
He somewhat angrily said "you're not going to park there are you?"
I said "yes, that's where that lady told me to".
He answered in a shocked voice "you're here for a driving practical test?"
"Yes..."
"And you're going to drive that bus?"
"yes, it's what I drive"
"Blimey!"
Then he notified me that I needed L (learners) stickers on the front and back because when I am on my driving test I am driving on my provisional license not my international US license. I am required therefore to have the L stickers.
Panic.
Then the lady who told me where to park volunteered for me to use her spare set if I turned them in after my test.
WHEW!
I sat down in the waiting room. Another friendly applicant and instructor sat down. They struck up a nice conversation. They asked me if I was going to take the test in "that bus". In response to my affirmation he said "blimey". Okay, I'm getting a bit nervous driving my big van now. They then told me that I needed a mirror for the instructor.
Panic.
They told me to ask the examiner if he had a spare mirror. Several minutes later the examiner came out and called my name...yes, you guessed it...it was the same guy who had been giving me dirty looks.
Panic.
He did have a spare mirror.
Whew.
I get in the car and answered the "show me tell me" questions okay. We drive. I forget to use my emergency brake. I'm thinking I failed already. I hit a curb when turning left. That could/should be an automatic failure. He reassured me that it was okay while he is busy writing on his paper.
Panic.
I do a 3 point turn in the middle of the road (he actually told me that he wouldn't mind if I did a 7 point turn)...nice.
I backed around the corner in reverse...not so good. A car comes and looks at me and waits. I didn't know what to do. More pencil marks.
Panic.
More driving. Pull over and out again. Roundabouts. Oops, I should have signaled earlier. More pencil marks. If I only don't do an automatic failure I can have up to 15 faults. Speed, mirrors. There are people everywhere!
I make it back to the test center and pull in. I can hardly breathe.
"You've passed".
YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!
He said he almost failed me because I should have looked around better as I was backing up around a corner. He said I did it horribly. But I PASSED! I got 6 faults...but I PASSED!
I am so relieved.Post-Script....
INCREDIBLE! Scott went for his driving test in Grantham on Friday (different city). Guess who he got as an examiner...? The same man!
And yes, he passed too. HIP-HIP-HOORAY!




