When was the last time you got lost? Was it an enjoyable experience, or a stressful one? Tell us all about it.
I have a friend who says, “How can I be lost, I have plenty of gas?”
Well, there was this time in the late 70s we (wife, 3 children, and me) were vacationing on a shoestring budget. Come to think of it, we couldn’t afford shoestrings. We had a pop-up Coleman camper and pulled it with a Chevette. That’s right, the car Detroit and GM forgot.
I was so afraid of breaking down on a four lane and leaving my family stranded and being miles from an exit I thought it would be best to take two-lane state highways. It’s how America used to travel, which explains why American stayed at home for the holidays before the interstates.
I don’t know how it happened, but after a couple of wrong turns I ended up on a dirt lane in the middle of an apple orchard in southern Michigan. The interstate I so desperately tried to avoid was no more than 25 yards away. I managed to free myself and family from the prism of the orchard and were soon on our way to the Lake Michigan eastern shore.
We had a wonderful 2 weeks. I drove the interstate on our way home. As we passed the apple orchard I said, “That place looks familiar.”