My Windshield on the World, Part 7 (maybe)

I have failed in being an obsessive blogger (an obsessive cleaner, apparently, is more my style) and haven't tagged my old posts well. In fact, I haven't tagged them at all. We could be on the sixth, seventh or even eighth 'Windshield' post and yet, I couldn't tell you to save my life. In addition, I am far too lazy to go through and check. So, we'll call this seven because everyone knows that is lucky and lucky is always better than not.

I give you My Windshield on the World, Island Edition.

Driving in the islands is always a guaranteed adventure. The more you do it, the easier it becomes. This, however, pretty much means nothing.

Even if you remember to keep left, honk the horn on the hairpin turns and realize a spontaneous family reunion might happen in the middle of the road, you still cannot be prepared for all you might encounter.

Like goats...

And donkeys...

Just before I took this photo, there was a vehicle in front of me full of very loud children that were trying to feed the donkeys. The donkeys have no problem taking food from you. They also have no problem kicking a dent in your door, which is what he did when the screaming children stopped doling out the food.

I felt badly for the tourists with a dent in their rental car- that is no fun come return day. I gotta say, though, I was sort of on the donkey's side. The kick to the door was the only thing that was going to get that car out of the way and those kids to quit screaming.

Even with all the adventure and challenges island driving brings, one thing is certain:

Nothing beats the view.