I was going to title this blog f&%*ing GPS, but I am trying to clean up my language a bit. To get to Seattle, I have a 4+ hour commute. To get to Moses Lake 6+ and to get to the airport…well I thought it was 3.5 hours. This is where the darned GPS comes into the story.
Last weekend, I decided it was time to try out some new routes in an attempt to minimize my driving time. My wife suggested I take the Kingston ferry route because even if the commute time was the same, surely I would have to drive less. So…I took off the ferry restriction on my GPS and went on my merry way. Well…for those of you who are familiar with Seattle, there’s more than one ferry. Have I mentioned that I left on Sunday and the Seahawks were playing…
My GPS took me to the Bainbridge Island Ferry right by the Century Link Stadium where the Hawks play AND my GPS took me on a side road exactly where all the tailgaters were hanging out. Needless to say, this new route took me an hour more than driving around the long way AND only shaved 10 minutes off my driving time. I don’t think that is a good option for the future. I’ve marked that route as a no go!
Today, I am making my way to Florida for my nephew’s wedding and I plugged in the Shuttlepark address. Everyone in Forks says it shouldn’t take more than 3.5 hours to get to the airport. It didn’t. The trip was 4+ hours and I left before 5:30am. Before you say, well, duh, Seattle rush hour traffic…I was clipping along just fine until Priscilla (my GPS who is definitely not Queen of the Desert) took me down a funky side street to highway 99, which again, in case you aren’t familiar with that road, has more stop lights than fleas on a mangy dog.
I’m about ready to turn off Priscilla and do things the old-fashioned way…with a…gasp…map. I’ve always insisted on having GPS in my car because of my propensity to get lost in unfamiliar territory (refer to the previous blog – Left or Right).
Since I now live in the Twilight capitol of the world (you know Forks, WA where the Twilight Series is set), maybe I’ve entered the Twilight Zone and my GPS is just getting in the groove. Has anyone else experienced a horrifying Twilight Zone with their GPS? Please share because misery does indeed love company!
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While visiting Pittsburgh I was headed back to my hotel across one of the many bridges that span numerous rivers. I had wandered around a bit, thanks to the GPS, but thought I was on the right path. As I crossed the bridge, I could clearly see my hotel but my GPS insisted that I turn left……..but my hotel was on the right. It was one of the last times I used GPS.
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