Finally by the end of each week just as I am getting used to the fact that everyone drives on the left side of the road, I come back home for the weekend and have to readjust my bearings again to believe that people are really driving on the right side of the road.
In many ways, during the adjustment period transitioning from left to right or from right to left, it's like living in a nebulous mirror world. The world of moving automobiles is slightly skewed and uncertain.
When crossing the street am I supposed to look to the left or should I look to the right?
Since I value my life quite highly and would prefer to survive long enough to achieve yet another challenging goal in life, I choose to swing my head back and forth three times from left to right and from right to left and back again, just in case.
Even if it makes me look like an idiot or an overly uncertain person.
