Myszka on the road Woohoo :)

This post I am dedicating to the best driving teacher in the universe - Wayne Logan. Before I had my first driving lesson with Wayne, Marcus told me, “If Wayne can not teach you how to drive, nobody can” and I could not agree more. 
The first few lessons I was terrifed while driving. I was so scared, it is impossible to describe,  not to mention that I had no idea how a car works what so ever. It is not enough that Wayne has got an amazing knowledge about cars but he can also explain it in such a clear and understandable way. I quite quickly realized that cars is not magic and everything is possible to learn, understand and control. We tried to have two lessons a day over the Christmas break. 
I was so proud of myself, especially when I managed not to panic or stall the car. Wayne was so patient with me, he never lost his temper or showed me that he was scared to be in the car with me. I felt so comfortable, safe and well... almost relaxed in the car. 
For most of you its probably hard to understand why learning how to drive is such a big deal to me and more to the point why at my age I still don’t have a driving licence. For these or other reasons I simply had uncontrollable fear of driving. In Melbourne I realized that I have to learn how to drive. I thought I would give it a go but in the back of my mind I thought that if it doesn’t work and I will not be able to drive I simply have to live without a driving license, no matter how difficult it will be.

Wayne Logan 

After a quite few driving lessons, I think it was our last lesson when I managed to drive home, on a very quiet road in Docklands. There were a few traffic lights but nothing to crazy or busy. I was so happy, excited and proud of myself. 

Now since Wayne is gone Marcus took over the lessons. It was very difficult to get used to a new person in the car but I have done it and today I was driving from the port of Melbourne to Docklands. I was on a very busy road (well it felt very busy to me). I had everything under control, I wasn’t panicking, I was simply driving. I stalled once but started again and moved on, and again I was very proud of myself. 

I have wanted to drive for so many years, I envied  other people who could drive but I was never brave enough to learn driving myself. 

While I am doing my driving lessons I have this incredible feeling that I am in control of my life. I always wanted to drive and I decided to learn it. 

It takes so much time, so much energy and I am tired physically and emotionally but I am driving. Still not very well but I am getting there. I know that there is long way before I actually become a good, confident driver but I know that I am on a good way to achieve it. 

While I am driving I feel so independent, I feel I am improving myself, achieving my goals, getting better with something, moving forward. 

You could think “ahh its just driving” but to me its creating new Sylwia. I don’t want to sound to confident,  don’t think I was perfect on the road, I wasn’t unfortunately, as much as I would like to be. Even some young (STUPID boy) tooted his horns at me because I wasn’t quick enough. Wrrrrr how stupid and inconsiderate some people can be. He saw letter L on my car, its obvious that I am learning. Anyway I promise myself that I will be doing my best and will try ignoring people like him. 

One more update to this post. I am writing this update a few days later.

I had another incredible driving lesson. I drove this time from Docklands to Williamstown by myself and nobody toot at me J I had more patient drivers around me this time. Its so good to be able to practice finally on the road. Driving is more stressful but seems to be more … real. I still have lots to practice, like parking, parallel parking, reversing, hand break starts and changing lanes on the motorway.  I have to learn much, much more about road rules. This is the things that I am aware I still don’t know and I am sure there is much more things that I don’t know.

And here I am driving for the first time on the motorway to Sunbury woohoo.

Don't ask me why I am so serious. You can imagine why, I was driving 110 km per hour.
I was driving like Speedy Gonzales :)