Well, yes, inside towns... I think we all have stories about driving in strange towns.
I remember once when we were going to a con. I don't know if you have cases in America where when you're in the the inside lane you don't get the option to drive straight on when there's a drop off; I was caught in the inside lane like that, had to drop off the motorway and ended up in the wrong part of town, able to see the hotel but not knowing how to get there. My pal went into a pub for directions; everyone could tell her how to get to the hotel on foot but not in a car...
Another time, going to a con in Coventry; directions were 'follow the signs for the cathedral'. So we did. Except that just a few yards after we passed one such sign, the road forked, with nothing to say which fork to take...
Or there was the time in Edinburgh I wanted to visit one of the old ruins. I was staying with my cousin, who gave me precise directions, which I followed until I found myself in the middle of the town, not the outskirts. Stopped. Thought about it... and realised that every time he'd said 'turn right' I'd turned left, every time he'd said 'turn left' I'd turned right... (I've always had problems with right and left - probably comes with being ambidextrous.) Anyway, I reversed the directions, got back to where I'd started, and set out again. Made it the second time.
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Date: 2013-04-09 06:18 am (UTC)I remember once when we were going to a con. I don't know if you have cases in America where when you're in the the inside lane you don't get the option to drive straight on when there's a drop off; I was caught in the inside lane like that, had to drop off the motorway and ended up in the wrong part of town, able to see the hotel but not knowing how to get there. My pal went into a pub for directions; everyone could tell her how to get to the hotel on foot but not in a car...
Another time, going to a con in Coventry; directions were 'follow the signs for the cathedral'. So we did. Except that just a few yards after we passed one such sign, the road forked, with nothing to say which fork to take...
Or there was the time in Edinburgh I wanted to visit one of the old ruins. I was staying with my cousin, who gave me precise directions, which I followed until I found myself in the middle of the town, not the outskirts. Stopped. Thought about it... and realised that every time he'd said 'turn right' I'd turned left, every time he'd said 'turn left' I'd turned right... (I've always had problems with right and left - probably comes with being ambidextrous.) Anyway, I reversed the directions, got back to where I'd started, and set out again. Made it the second time.
In the country, though, no problem.