Man, what a day! I swear, being a car instructor in Tønsberg is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I hit the road on Storgata, the main drag. It’s packed, as usual. Tønsberg is a small city, but it’s got this vibe, ya know? Old buildings, new cafes, and that sweet harbor view. I’m cruising, feeling good, when BAM! A seagull swoops down and nearly takes my sandwich! Like, dude, chill! I’m not your lunch!
Anyway, I get to the driving school, and my first student is this kid named Lars. Nice kid, but he’s got the attention span of a goldfish. We hop in the car, and I’m trying to explain the basics. “Lars, you gotta check your mirrors!” But he’s just staring at the window, watching some pigeons. I’m like, “Bro, focus! The pigeons aren’t gonna drive for you!”
So, we hit the road, and I take him down to the harbor. It’s beautiful there, but Lars is still distracted. I’m yelling, “Turn left on Torggata!” and he’s like, “Huh? What?” I mean, come on! It’s not rocket science! I’m about to lose it when he suddenly slams the brakes. I’m like, “What the heck, man?” Turns out, he saw a cute girl. Classic.
After that, I needed a break. So, I grab a coffee at Kaffa, my go-to spot. Best coffee in Tønsberg, hands down. I’m sitting there, trying to chill, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going off about something ridiculous—like who left the milk out. I’m thinking, “Get a grip, people! It’s just milk!” But then again, I’ve had my fair share of milk-related drama.
Back to the grind. Next up is Ingrid. She’s a bit older, super serious. We get in the car, and she’s all about the rules. “I need to follow the speed limit!” I’m like, “Yeah, but you also need to not drive like a grandma!” We’re cruising down Kaldnes, and she’s going 30 in a 50 zone. I’m sweating bullets, thinking we’re gonna get rear-ended.
Then, outta nowhere, a dog runs into the street! I’m like, “Ingrid, brake!” She slams the brakes, and I’m pretty sure I almost hit the dashboard. The dog just trots away like it owns the place. I’m like, “Seriously? This is Tønsberg, not a dog park!”
After that, I’m feeling a bit frazzled. I decide to take a detour through Slottsfjellet. The view is epic, but I’m still on edge. I mean, I love this city, but today? It’s testing me. I pull over to take a breather, and I see this group of tourists. They’re snapping pics of the castle ruins, and I’m thinking, “Man, I should’ve brought my camera.”
Finally, I wrap up the day with one last student, a dude named Erik. He’s chill, but he’s got this weird habit of talking to himself while driving. I’m like, “Dude, you’re not in a movie!” But honestly, it’s kinda funny. He’s like, “Okay, Erik, you got this!” I’m cracking up in the passenger seat.
As the sun sets over Tønsberg, I’m driving back home, reflecting on the day. It was wild, emotional, and honestly, a bit exhausting. But that’s Tønsberg for ya. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe a seagull-proof sandwich.