Parallel Parking
I actually forgot to take a picture today so I pulled this one out of my photos.
That's my truck parallel parked in front of Keys Cafe in St. Paul.
That's my baby by the meter. She is grown up, but will always be my baby.
We went out for breakfast one morning to the original Keys Cafe and there was a perfect parking spot right in the front. Normally, I would drive around and park blocks away before I would even attempt to parallel park, but I decided I could do it. Yes, I know it looks like a large parking spot.
If you knew my history, you would understand why this picture makes me so happy. I have gotten my right wheels stuck up on the sidewalk more times than I want to admit to. And I am very thankful that I don't have pictures of those times. Those trips to Chicago with the Tahoe have really helped. If you don't now how to parallel park in Chicago, you don't park.
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