Back in at uni this evening for a Rakugo performance, I was surprised when one of the lecturers insisted I drive her car across campus to help transport some stuff back to the faculty afterwards.
Oh, well, she insisted, so I obliged.
She forgot to mention that the car had a manual transmission, so I had a decidedly rough start, until after a few seconds when my brain kicked in and I pushed the clutch in.....
From then on, plain sailing, and it was actually quite a nice car to drive. It had only been about four months since I last drove a manual - better than my usual average of a year or so between times.
The weird sensation came when, after returning her car and getting back into mine (equipped with that oh-so-useful automatic transmission). For some reason, probably having something to do with the sudden and unexpected transition to the manual car, my brain didn't want to go back to accepting a car with only two pedals, and my foot searched for the clutch that wasn't there. Twice.
By the time we got back to Elli's house I was comfortable again... its all a matter of what you're used to.

The Rakugo itself was well and truly worth watching - Hadn't seen Thomas since before my little New Zealand trip - and hadn't seen a few other people for a very long time at all. Now, if I can just get my hands on a copy of the videotape The Duck took, I will be very happy!

Dunedin was fun! Cold, but fun! I dont recall seeing quite as much rain at the one time ever before though - it rained every night, but only at night. We get rain a couple of times a year in Canberra.....

Id never been there before, so it was exciting to see the town, hear all about the legend of the burning couches (not so much legend as regular feature of the streets on Saturday nights), and explore all the places I'd heard about.