I was hankering for a quick bite after merrymaking at the friend's on NYE. The dozens of scallops, pork fillet and whatnots earlier didn't help to curb those hunger pangs.
We decided to swing by Burger King to grab a burger. On our way there, we were hit by an unexpected heavy fog. The visibility was very very bad. We couldn't see a thing from the windscreen. NOTHING!!! NOTHING!!! NOTHING!!!
I was seriously freaking out. Terrible thought raced through my mind. What if we hit the curb? What if we hit some car in front of us? What if some idiot or some cat or dog dashed suddenly across the road?!
If it was me behind the steering wheel, I would have bloody stopped the car and gone into panic mode! On second thought, not such a great idea at all. A car coming from behind might have missed seeing us and banged into our car. Luckily for us, it was the man who was driving. He kept his cool and drove on very slowly. It also helped that the road was a long straight one.
In my fright, I failed to notice the faint white road markings which the man had been following. I breathed a little easier.
Eventually, we had to exit from the road and I cried out to the man, drive on and do not exit! My reason was the next road was full of curves and it's simply too dangerous to use that road in this condition. The man argued we would never get home if we did not exit then. Plus the fog might not be as heavy there.
Okay, what do I know? He should be more experienced than me in such situations. This is after all my first brush with the thick heavy fog.
Well, true to his words, the fog was not as dense on the next road. Phew! What a relief!
The rest of the journey was rather uneventful except we hit-and-run some remains of firecrackers on the road.
Wow, what an unforgettable way to start the new year, eh?
Once I stepped into the pad, my hunger pangs returned. Great.
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