A Little Lesson on How to Reverse in a Foreign Country

Ireland...how can I stress how amazingly awesome it is?!? I don't think the words I say will do it justice, but I am really trying here! So . . . back to where I left off. We try to leave our Hotel the next morning and did I forget to mention that I am an idiot. I have driven a stick many a time. I drove a standard Chevy Cavalier for almost 4 years before some guy decided to smash it. We were leaving our hotel the morning of June 5th and I can not get lil Fiat to reverse for the life of me. I tried for 20 minutes. I thought maybe I'm doing something wrong. I put it in every gear possible but nothing. Then Shaun pipes up and says we should ask somebody. Good idea, but if it ends up being something stupid and we ask, we're all going to look like huge American idiots. Come to find out, it was something stupid. There was a lever on the gear shifter I totally overlooked. Great...now I can reverse, but where the heck is the parking ticket to get us out of the parking garage? We look for that for the next 20 minutes and COULD NOT find it. It disappeared. So here we are stuck in a gated parking garage in a foreign country nervous as all get out. As I'm walking around the parking garage trying to find this ticket, Micah and
Shaun start yelling at me from he car. "The gate's open. Go. Go. GO!!" I try and book it out of there while the gate remains open, but then I stall out twice because I got myself in such a tizzy! Thank the Lord we finally made it out. Nothing like feeling like a trapped little guppy fish. Praise the Lord!

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