I drove all the way to the top of the parking block. Top floor. The sign said "Full". looking to my right I spotted this piece of "pavement" which was just big enough for the car. Not perturbed by the height of the pavement, I pulled forward, and revered up, one wheel at a time, and cleared all sides! LuckyL was sure we would scrape the bottom of the car, but Dad knows best!
My parking spot relevant to the toll. Now there is always the threat of having the cars wheel clamped by some overenthusiastic security guard / car park attendant / suicidal doos, but that didn't bother me. I would take it on if it happened.
Back at the car all was well. I drove into the parking lot, through the toll, took a card, drove straight to the exit, and 35 seconds later, not having paid a cent (Starts at ZAR10 for 0-1 hour) I was out and on my way. Not bad for a mornings effort.
LuckyL said his take off was delayed by 15 minutes, but they still landed at the right time. he's convinced the pilot must have given it full taps to make up the time! Anyhow, he's there now, and happy to be there, and we, well, home is always quieter without him, and that's not necessarily a good thing.
Have a good time my boy!
My trip home later that evening was marred by the power outage in a whole suburb I have to drive through which affected about 8 traffic lights I pass. At one point I moved 2km in 1.5 hours. I eventually parked on the side of the road, went to the bottle store to buy a carton of cigarettes, went up some stairs leading to a restaurant of sorts to take the following pic, and then to a nearby cafe to get a coke, walked back to the car, pulled back into the traffic and had only lost 4 places!!!Another 500 meters down I took this pic. Looks like a car decided to have a head on with a precast wall. The front bumper is lying on the ground.