Sunday morning I set out for a furniture store down by the river, and (unbeknownst to Siri) the road was washed out. I made the classic mistake of just taking a nearby road that seemed to point the same way. Country roads are not in a grid. I got lost, but in a good way. When I was a kid, my favorite past-time was to get on my bike and get lost, then try to find my way back home.
I spent 45 minutes by myself tooling along on that windy country road. It was tremendously relaxing. I know if Gary had been in the car, there would have been shrieking and tears, but it was fun. There was a new road, and adventure, and the swollen river, and I was lost. I was so lost that at one point Siri just kept repeating (“In a quarter mile, turn left. In a quarter mile, turn left. In a quarter mile, turn left.”) I had to shake her to get her to stop.
I have big plans now for next Sunday morning. There are many country roads by my house. I think I’ll just point myself west and get lost. I’ll use Siri to find a nice long road and then turn her off.
2 responses to “Sunday Morning Drive”
I used to love to do that, too. Just make sure you have a full gas tank.
~Silk – a good point, well taken.