A Voith visit

Site visit for us as Audrey will be teaching a class for the next four days. We caught a taxi just in front of our apartment. O no, the guy's licence was in the 290,000 range; this meant, he was quite new. We, (my wife again) explained where to go and showed him the map; he looked and moved. Outch.... The ride too about 45 minutes and I believed my wife was getting car sick by the minute; this guy was a racing driver want-to-be. But he didn't know how to brake or how to shift. There were times I was ready telling him to pull over so I could drive and showed him how to shift! And how to brake. We needed not doing a Regina Winter braking technique. Nor, did we really need to change lane with a lateral force that could break the centrifugal force. Nor did we really need to practice the rock and roll concert head movement; well he did all at no charge extra. The last one was a good skip after he passed the last right turn. So, he backed up in the middle of the road. We safely arrived at Voith. When I looked back while getting to the building, the driver slammed on reverse and drove off, only for a few meters; then he jumped off and relieved himself. Maybe that was the reason why the rally driving want-to-be happened. Who knew what was in the driver's mind. Then 10 minutes later, the guard at the gate called us while we were having a meeting. The taxi driver drove back to deliver something we left in his car; scratching our heads we went to see; well, my wife's gloves; we wanted to land on our feet on solid ground that we completely forgot checking before leaving the car. But nice the driver came back smiling and delivering the gloves; if we were to complain his driving, we might not see them again. We were alive and arrived safely at Voith.

On the way back, we had a totally different taxi driver; his licence number began in 7000 range; so he had been driving for over 20 some odd years; what a different. We were almost falling asleep with the car gently rocking back and forth moving forward. Boring. Hee hee... But I preferred this boring way.