The driving lessons

Last weekend, we took the sister to Bayan Lepas to learn how to drive. I make a totally lousy driving instructor. I'm more panicky then the already panicky sister learning how to drive. The first time I let my sister drive, it was just around Bayswater carpark. I sat in front, hands gripping onto the dashboard in front of me,  screaming, "Break... Break.. BREAK!!!"

Last weekend, the hubby become her driving instructor and I sat behind. I was clinging onto the seat in front. All I kept saying was, "Break... Break... BREAK!!!!" My hands were sweating, my feet was sweating. Darn, my butt was sweating in cold sweat!!!

The hubby was so calm, giving the sister precise instructions, "I want you to go straight and turn left". I was so petrified, closing my eyes countless times. After driving around Bayan Lepas area, the hubby then instructed her to drive to Goldcoast to have dinner at Hammerbay. I was, "Har?? We are going to the main roads??!!" I put on my seat belt.

I was TERRIFIED. Factory buses were behind and beside us, horning away. Motorbikes and cars overtook us on our left and right. We were on the highway driving at 30kmph. The hubby and the sister were strangely calmer than me.

Amazingly, we reached our destination in one piece. And when the hubby came out, his hands were extremely pink and he looked weak. Apparently during the whole entire driving lesson, he was gripping onto the handbar, holding onto his dear life. It was just a macho calm act he was putting on. I'm willing to bet that his butt was wet with cold sweat as well.

Next driving lesson is next week. I need one week to recover.  : )