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For two years working as civil engineer for a UK based company, among the lucky people from the office, I was one of those who were chosen to go abroad for a project which cost roughly about Two Million US dollars. It’s a pretty large scale of money. However, since we are not used to right hand driving (the country we are bound to go drives right side) , we all have to practice driving on the right side. Though the company will pay for the expenses, each one of us has to go through canvassing for various driving lessons prices. Our supervisor gave us a week to collect all our printouts and my complete list of the canvassed driving lessons prices. On our regular Monday meeting, he asked us one by one which school we want to go and what are the range of driving lessons prices per area. We need to comply for the requirement to test ourselves with right hand driving before we can leave the country. “Not to mention, these driving lessons prices list we have here varies a lot than that of the country you are going to stay for at least three months”, he added. And so all twenty of us flew to this country where I am now. It was never easy doing it the first time. I mean, driving your car when the driver’s seat used to be passenger’s. Plus the fact that the road is on the opposite side. There was even at least three times when I was on the left side of the road. Good thing, not much cars are on the road then. As part of our routine job, do the designs while you are in the office, go to the field when you are required (or when the project manager calls you for some sort of problem they cannot put a solution), it was just last week when we had to do a visit at one of our biggest project. We were about to turn left when suddenly a 10 wheeler lorry (truck, which I thought was a passenger bus at first) coming from out of nowhere cut our way. All of us (almost five engineers), immediately got out of our SUV (which I’m not driving), so terrified and checked ourselves. It was a miracle none of us got any single scratch! The hgv driver (heavy goods vehicle) was so mad, defensive and accused us of over speeding. Good thing our driver is a local so he can speak the language better. He truck driver even had the gut the ask what insurance group our company has. We all went to the police station and gave our individual statement. It turned out the hgv driver was drinking while driving. I was so thankful I called my family right away. It feels like the Gods have given me another chance to live. Because if you check out or car, you will wonder how we are all able to survive the accident.