We were leaving our park and getting on Highway 27. Barb asked me if she turned left or
right. I said left and she said right
but she also said that if there were two ways to go she always seemed to go the
wrong way. So we turned left because she
said I had such a good sense of directions.
We were very happy as we were driving past some construction on the
other side of the road and the cars were backed up really far.
Then after about 20 minutes I noticed that we were on
Highway 27 North and we should be on Highway 27 South. So we turned around and had to go through the
construction that we had passed before we got back to our wrong turn. Barb no longer trusted my sense of direction.
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