On Saturday night I drove down to Kiama for my friend's bucks party. I was quite nervous, as being a pretty new driver, it was easily the furthest I have ever driven on my own. It was a two hour drive down, getting there at sundown, then after staying at the party about two hours another two hour drive back home.
The drive home was quite surreal. I have not done a lot of night driving, and I was amazed at just how dark it is when you are away from the city-- just these long spells of not seeing any other cars, and just sort of being hypnotised by the light reflectors on the road. There was something enjoyable about it, but it also felt lonely, and I was definately glad that I never considered truckdriving as a profession.
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