Roundabouts, ARG!!!
I thought that roundabouts would be my folley but as it turns out it was Gary that had the first incident. He was on his way to a mens night out with some of the fellows from the church. They were to see a movie and then go for dessert. It all seemed like a safe, simple evening out. Gary had decided to walk to the village (Ballincollig, about 30 min walk) to get some fresh air and enjoy the fact that it was not raining. Side issue; we have only had 2 rain free days since the beginning of November. The problem is there are no crosswalks on a roundabout and in Ireland the cars have right of way, everywhere, even in parking lots they don't slow down for you. Gary had to time it right to cross. The pic is similar to the one he was trying to cross, from the bottom right across three sections.He was sure the traffic was circulating around so the merging traffic had to wait so, he started to cross one section when all of the sudden he was hit and ended up on top of the cars hood. He was not injured but was severly POed. He yelled at the driver "what the h*** are you doing?" The young fellow obviously was a little freaked out and said nothing. He really had no where to go if he had pulled out into the roundabout so knew he was in fault. Gary decided to not confront him any further and just carried on. He enjoyed the movie, The Nativity, and decided to get a ride home, just to be safe.