It was not a street, nor a driveway

We ended our last day on the island by driving Jal home...  mostly to say goodbye. He lives on this crazy hill with a crazy single car width road that angles up about 30 degrees. Well we dropped him off and headed down the hill ---  but took a wrong turn.

But because every road in the area was tiny, I thought, "Well, its narrow, but nothing really bad" The road dead ended , and the car was pitched at about a 30degree angle. I had to back up this tiny, tiny road.

Actually it was not a road, and it was not a driveway, .. it was actually a wide path.  Backing up wasn't going too well as the end of the road was grassy and the tires were slipping. What to do? Go get Jal and a few boys.

Jal decided that he should drive -- I agreed.

It gets a little narrow!

Yuh a little narrow... wondering what the island boys were thinking as we excavated the car.