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Demolition Derby

What is it about a car accident that freaks you right out? Nothing big has happened, fate willing… just two big mobile chunks of metal bumping into one another, possibly leaving the scene with a dented fender or some foreign paint. And yet, we panic, behave irrationally, and assume that the other party involved is going to behave like a complete animal.

I pulled out from a red light the other day, nothing any different from any other day, except that it had been raining, and so the road was a little bit wet. I was in high spirits; it was my second day home in Jamaica, the second day of what was to be a glorious holiday of travelling, relaxing, and spending time with my family, something that I hadn’t done in a long time. Not 30 seconds after having crossed the intersection, I noticed a white car pulling out into my lane from behind a bus, no more than six feet away from me. Annoyed, I slammed my hand on the horn, and my foot on the brake, while directing the car to the far left hand side of the road (we drive on the left here), in order to avoid any trouble. What happened next still amazes me. The woman driving the ill-fated 1999 Toyota Corolla didn’t hesitate for a second. I doubt that she even looked up. Instead, she continued to roll her P.O.S. car right into my lane, leaving me no recourse but to slide right into her left front fender. Who does that? Who hears a blaring horn coming from the lane that they’re pulling into, which, I might add, has full right of way, and ignores it? Anyhow. I wish I could spin some theatrical tale about the aftermath, but the fact of the matter is that we pulled off into the nearest driveway, which, ironically, belonged to an auto body shop, where we exchanged words, and more importantly, information. She has sworn that she will pay for all repairs, etc., but time will tell on that one. In the meanwhile, we have an SUV with a slightly pushed in front right corner, and a non-working indicator. More annoying, than anything. “Are you hurt?” “No, but my mom’s car is….” Gotta love it. I know, nothing spectacular, but how often do you have an accident, have someone admit that it was their fault, offer to pay for everything, and call the very next day to follow up? Life is a funny thing.

Oh well... nothing that a little Jack Johnson and Mary J. by moonlight won't fix... ;D

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So I know I haven't written lately.. but that's mainly due to the fact that nothing recently has really been blog worthy. On the upside, though, I'll be traveling quite a bit this summer, in addition to spending the remainder of the vacation in JA, so I'm sure that that will give me tons to write about, whether you like it or not. Start checking for updates in a few weeks!