9. Day 13: Joy On Ice
So there we were, hand brake fully ON yet sliding and slipping down the narrow lane, ever closer to the police car blocking the path to the previous car who spun out of control on the suddenly appearing ice at the bottom of the lane. “STOP!!” I cried in futility. There was nothing to be done. No words. No actions. Just trust and waiting. And sliding. The car did stop and we then had to figure out what to do next. The police had closed the road (sadly, after we started down it) and told us to turn around and take another road. Turning around on a hill in a one lane road in...
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