My GPS wants me to take Route 9, the slowest of all roads in the whole state of NJ if you need to get anywhere on any type of schedule. So I went an alternate route. REALLY alternate. It went well for about an hour, then suddenly I was in the middle of NOWHERE. One lane country highway. Fields of produce swaying in the breeze. Horses. Preserved farmland...are you getting the picture? No one was around. Because I had consistently ignored my GPS until I got to this point, it clearly had some angst with me. Because suddenly I was told to turn left....into a grove of trees! Keep going, I said optimistically! It'll straighten itself out! Turn left...onto a road. Okay, I said, this will get me there! Suddenly, I see this:
Did I stop??? Heck no! Again, ever the optimist, I thought, this will just take me back around to where I first turned back there, just keep going! And they meant it when they said pavement ends...some of those potholes nearly swallowed my car!
Did I get back to where I started? Well.....first I drove through all sorts of fields where people were shooting skeet (not sure if that's the right terminology, but I didn't stop to ask). Then I drove along a river or lake on an even MORE unpaved road that ended in an enormous pothole filled with water. The best part was when I turned around to follow my breadcrumbs back out of this mess was the GPS lady telling me to "turn around when possible"!!!
I did get to the party...after I got a ticket....don't ask.....and we had a great time. Lesson learned when driving in my optimistic way: BRING A MAP!!!!!!!!