In the meantime, I love having the chance to push my driving skills beyond the norm. And what better place to do it than Mexico City with a cute little rented stick shift? It may not be the worst city in the world to drive in, but it definitely ranks up there.
I won't lie; there were a few crazy moments. But just like my school French surfaced every time I tried to speak Spanish, the instincts I developed young in Boston were right there when I needed them.
|Adorable Fiat parked by Maryann's Coyoacan apartment, all packed up for a road trip!|
|Don't let her relatively quiet street fool you!|
|Returning the car without a scratch on it :)|