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The wayward traveler

In my other post I noted how when I fly, I never seem to have a smooth trip. I could also say this is true when I drive to a new location. (And sometimes even to a location that I have been to before.)

Today was a perfect illustration.

I took my daughter to a new student orientation for her college, which was out in Elk Grove. Albert was a bit hesitant in having me drive because he knows I often get lost. But he wanted to go support Daniel in a League of Legends championship that he was playing in today.

I assured Albert I was fine. After all, we have the GPS app on our phones; I knew how to get to Elk Grove. What could go wrong?

Well, I guess I was right about not having any problems getting to Elk Grove. The problem was getting home.

The drive from Davis to Elk Grove took about 23 miles. The drive there only had a very minor mishap — I accidentally went to the wrong freeway and had to get off and Megan had to quickly look up on her phone how to intersect the second freeway on surface roads because the freeway we had just been on was totally clogged. It was a detour of maybe two or three miles. No big deal.

The way home, however, was not so much.

Because we were talking about all the things that had been covered at the orientation, I was enjoying the conversation while driving. I didn’t think it would be a problem because I knew how to get to Davis. But suddenly I looked at the signs and saw “Douglas Boulevard.”

Douglas Boulevard? I thought. Isn’t that in Roseville? Is there another Douglas Boulevard that I don’t know about?

One thing I did now. I was not on my way home to Davis!

Sure enough, I had accidentally gone north an extra 18 miles and was heading back to our old stomping grounds in Roseville!

The map below shows: To get to the orientation, we went from A to B (the correct route, though the map doesn’t show our detour). Going home, we went from B to C.

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Meanwhile, Albert was waiting at home because Megan’s friends were showing up for a meeting at our house. He checked the Find Friends app and saw we were in Roseville. He thought we had been kidnapped! It didn’t help that he called both our phones and neither one rung!

Fortunately, once I realized that we were going in the wrong direction, I asked Megan to call Albert, and she saw that he had called. So she contacted him and Albert was relieved to hear we were okay. We only got home 5 minutes late for the meeting.

Megan said to me, “You drive faster than Daddy but you take twice as long to get there.” So true

 

Poor Hubby… sure is hard being married to a wayward traveler like me!

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2 Comments

  • Reply Carmen Lin

    Too bad I have to pack bags for my trip. If I had been able to go with you, you would not have got lost.

    May 11, 2013 at 7:58 pm
  • Reply Glen Nielsen

    “I assured Albert I was fine.”

    Translation: I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing or where I am or where I am going or where I will be or how I will get there or what day the trip is or which exit to take or which direction I am going, but really, no really, I mean it, you don’t have to worry about me. Really.

    Man, if I had a nickel for every time I have ever heard you say, “I’m fine” …

    May 11, 2013 at 10:29 pm
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