When did driving a car and reaching the destination you were heading for, get to be such a challenge?
Recently I read a news story about a woman who got lost on an interstate highway and drove for two days before she found the right exit. And then there’s the woman in Paris who made the news when she kept driving around in a circle for 12 hours trying to find a way to get off to view the Eiffel Tower.(someone finally got behind her car and knocked it off)
I identify with these woman. Interstate travel can be a challenge for those of us who are easily distracted and inevitably travel with a cell phone that needs charging.
Just last week I was on an expressway, moving with the flow, heading across town. I glanced down to change radio stations and when I looked up, I was caught up in the southbound truck route bound for Fort Smith at 75 mph.
Frantic, I signaled with my blinkers for the outside lane so I could exit, turn around and make another running start
Traffic closed ranks and no one would even look in my direction. I tried blinking my lights, sounding my horn, hanging a white scarf out the window and running my antenna up and down.
Finally I spotted the magic “exit” word again and after signaling for another five miles, I gunned it across two lanes and left the highway without a clue where I was going.
I found a service station and went in and asked for directions. Before I got back in the car I bent over to check out my back tire. Suddenly a truck whizzed by and sucked my skirt and left shoe up under its axle.
Thanks goodness for the road map I found stashed in the pocket of my car. I had to drive home wearing it.