Driving is not for women, unless you are a ‘prostitute’

I am a villager, born, bred and now living it. I love it. The village way of life can, however, get on your nerves, but then again, so is the city way of life. Both villagers and city people are expected to live a certain way by their peers and non-peers, within certain limits. Dare to be different and you risk being ostracised. Or close.

Two or so years ago, I was driving through a neighbouring village and like you do over here, you drive slower than the humans walk and even slower than the donkeys pull their carts. The humans refuse to move from the road and the donkeys, well, several car windows have been collateral damage. You keep your distance, usually behind the cart.