I have been meaning to write an entry about driving, drivers, biking in France. I know that there are clichés--I am finding them to be true! When I first rented a bike a few weeks ago, I observed the other drivers "like bats out of Hell!" not even slowing down as they and I approached the same narrow space. At first I would stop, wait, and sometimes hold my breath as they missed me and other obstacles (like buildings!) by mere centimetres. On the other hand, the French are almost self-righteous about yielding to the right or to pedestrians in a crosswalk. Still, I remain timid. Soon I noticed that I was starting to act like them, zooming into tiny openings--oh no! How could this be happening to me? I remember my friend, Barb, years ago,
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