Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Travel Panic

I went to visit my brother in Indiana. That sentence doesn't sound significant unless you are afraid of traveling by yourself. That I did this & made it there and back is big to me. It was not without turmoil.

I had too many directions. Mike, my brother, gave me directions, my GPS had it own idea and could not be changed to his route, and Map Quest had another way. I needed to pick one and stick with it. At one point, I was convinced I was on the wrong highway because it went further than MapQuest said it should. I turned around and went back to the interstate I had exited from only to realize I was on the right highway, I just was looking at the minimized steps and not the maximized in-between steps. But then I was stuck for miles behind a semi and couldn't pass. I think even the semi driver felt sorry for me.

Switching to the GPS instructions as I entered his town, it took me to a T in the road and then would not instruct me which way to turn. Does it not realize my life is dependent on it's continued instructions. I called my brother and he had no idea how I had gotten to that point.

On the way home, I decided to go interstate. I made the mistake of putting in that I wanted to avoid tolls and ended up in Chicago. You learn. I learned. I'll choose a different route next time. IF there is a next time. Other than that, the visit was wonderful.

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