The Green Grows

The green grows and grows fast in this country.  Not many a day of travel went by without us seeing some type of road mower out and about taking care of the green and keeping it in check.  The roads were well maintained and even the small (and I mean small) country rural roads were easy to travel.  The shrubs and stone walls were at times right up against the edge of the road and you did not dare get too close and in fact in several places there was a groove in the shrub hedges made by cars side mirror cutting it a bit close.

The center line is white with the edges of the road being marked in yellow. When the white line is long it means no passing and a short white line in the middle means it is okay to pass.  If the road is small and plenty of them are, there are only yellow dotted lines on each side of the road with little pullouts every so often for those times when you meet another car on the road headed in the opposite direction.

All in all it was an easy drive around the island for our wheelman.  Thank you Ken for safely traversing 1919 kilometers while we gazed out the windows as the scenery passed us by in all its green glory.