Then we went out through residential areas, highways, dead ends where I had to back my way out. But the hairiest thing was driving up a mountain road with just a guardrail to my right and occasionally an oncoming car. Going up was a little nerve-wracking, but coming down . . . I could see how very high up we were. High enough that without even looking over the edge, my stomach was doing flip flops! After that I felt pretty comfortable on flat ground on hwy 93 until this huge flock of birds crossed the road. You know I love birds. Sad to say there are two less birds in AZ tonight. I almost swerved, almost went on to the shoulder, but managed to hold it all together. I'm sure Hubby and the instructor were scared! Oh! And guess who backed this 40' building on wheels back in to our camping spot. Yup!
Quite the eventful day for me. I think I'll toast myself with a nice glass of wine, and thank God for seeing me safely through.