Sunday, August 31, 2008

Asking for Directions

The DH is a great driver, he really is. I say this now and I truly believe it. Most of the time. And he is never averse to asking for directions either.

There have been a couple of instances though, when we have somehow managed to be going the wrong way on a one way street.

The most memorable one was on a trip to visit a relative in western Michigan. My dad, who had been there many times, was giving us directions. He would punctuate his mapping skills by saying "Look at Me" at key spots of his instructions.

The trip time came and was uneventful until we took a turn down one street and ended up traveling the wrong way down a one-way street in traffic.

We laugh about it now, and still blame dad's "Look at me" for our wrong-way excursion.

1 comment:

  1. i remember that happening in minneapolis too. scary!