CrammedInAJar's avatar
I can't help it if I see a vagabond and can't help but wonder what his story is, what he does, who his friends are. Trust me, your way of looking at things is easier. You probably pick up a lot less hitch-hikers.
FiddleArts's avatar
I can't even drive. I should really go for my license soon, I tend to postpone the important stuff.
CrammedInAJar's avatar
They'll never give you a license if you can't drive. Practice in an empty parking lot in your town.
FiddleArts's avatar
The system is different here (assuming you're not Belgian), but by "going for my license" I meant going through all the neccesary steps to be able to get one. Learning how to drive is one of those steps.
CrammedInAJar's avatar
Belgium? Sheesh, all I know about Belgium is waffles n' beer. Lesse here... hmm... okay... Belgium. You have three official languages, your capital is Brussels, you have a parliamentary constitutional monarchy... hmm... well, sounds like a nice place... but... how attractive are the women?

Ah well, at least you all drive on the right. If I had any advice for you, it would be a moot point because here in Puerto Rico the only driving law we adhere to is "drive on the paved roads"... and that one is still only sometimes. I once saw a pickup with three horses in the back. I don't know about you, but that freaks my friends from the States out.