Then went to class with a brain still mangled from yesterday!! LOL Survived, mostly. Then took the hire car back - couldn't get fuel in either of the garages near the rental place (a supermarket) but the nice man told me that the tanker at the forecourt was delivering petrol, so he organised with the person in charge of the fuel side of the supermarket that she'd let us get petrol - when actually they weren't opening the petrol pump just then
Friends picked me up so that I could go with them to Geneva airport and bring their car back. I don't think I've ever been driven by someone so scary. My friend really does drive down the dotted line and struggles to stay between lines on a motorway. I would think he seriously needs his eyes testing except his wife is so calm, so maybe it's not as bad from the front seat as from the back
Then I drove a rather butch Subaru back to their house. Well damn, that could be fun, but then you see the fuel gauge going down as you accelerate and think - oops!!!
Best bit, if it doesn't rain in the morning, I think I may be riding his bike to school


