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Cars. Well who am I kidding. I'll probably never have a really healthy relationship with them. I just had way too many landscape and architecture photos ruined by their omnipresence, and a father who cared more about cars and computers than about his kids certainly left a mark. Cars and computers... a very similar kind of love hate relationship, come to think of it. Super useful, super practical, super entertaining, but also with a distinct negative connotation if you found youself on the wrong side of the equation more often than not. At the same time, at least as far as cars are concerned, I just seem to have a natural gift at driving them, without anyone needing to teach me. Remembering the day at the go-kart track and what there all was... I just got in and drove. And drove well from what people told me. Yet I never got a driver's license until now. Partially thanks to the railway bug and driving in this city being a hassle more than anything really. Plus I couldn't afford one anyway, let alone owning a car, at the age one typically gets a drivers license. Plus, the memories of the training course where I didn't feel like I was doing such a great job at all - these exist too. But then, all insecurities and nervousness went out the window the very moment father was out of the car. Suddenly even driving uncle's old stickshift Golf went just as smoothly as I'd have hoped. So, on the one hand, I'll probably get myself a license over the next weeks and months, but at the same time... enthusiasm this is not.

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