It's hard to rank the many blessings of being stuck behind a steering wheel 3 hours a day, Monday through Friday, but I'll start with the least important of the benefits and work up to the most amazing benefit of all.
Brushing up on my French has been something I've wanted to do since high school. A Border's in downtown Chicago on a Mommy-Daughters shopping trip provided the Berlitz volume and CDs that finally let me do just that. I can now count with some accuracy to 100. Given an unlimited response time and the ability to rewind over and over, I can also translate basic phrases like "I'd like a coffee with cream, please." Even more complex sentences such as "Could I please have a room with a shower" fall within my French language abilities. I found that I needed the book to understand everything in each section, so I would sit in the car before putting it in gear and review the spelling and meanings so I had a chance of making progress on the drive.
And that, mon ami, is number ten of the top ten benefits of a long commute. Bon soir for now!
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