April 16, 2005
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Speaking of Fort Worth, have I ever mentioned how much I hate, abhor, detest, and generally despise Dallas?
Yesterday, in an excess of sisterly affection (just kidding, E-B!), I
set off for the depths of dismal Dallas, intent upon locating the
apartment complex Elaine thought might do as a temporary way-station
for them, as they search for a permanent abode in Fort Worth (Hal's new
place of employment is right there).Had a Yahoo! map, the address, and the phone number, so away I went.
Got lost. Thoroughly lost. Totally lost. I've rarely been
so lost. The Venture van I bought last fall is missing one
feature I really, really wished it possessed - i.e. the
compass. The sun was overhead so it was no help in determining
which direction I was going, and without a compass there was no way for
me to tell if I was going east or west or what.After the first misfire (couldn't figure out which freeway-thing I was
supposed to take, as it wasn't labeled at all on the Yahoo map, and was
called "Woodall Rogers on Mapquest, only it's never signed as that)
where I pulled off 635 to call Don, I found my way back and exited at
the appropriate exit, seeking to turn left onto N. Pearl.Except it turned out N. Pearl is one way, going in the opposite
direction. Well, surely taking a left would bring me to another
largish street heading the correct direction, right?Nope. IT was one way, going the same direction as N. Pearl!
Now see, this doesn't happen in Fort Worth, but boy, it sure does in
Dallas. Over and over I was tripped up by multiple one-way
streets, all going the same direction. In Fort Worth we're, as I
said, sensible . . . if this street is one way heading west, then the following street will either be two-way or else one-way heading east.I was aiming for the Turtle Creek/Oak Lawn area, where the Crescent
hotel is located . . . at one point I found myself around Fair Park.When I say I was lost, I mean I was LOST.
By golly, though, eventually I made it.
Comments (6)
The compass is such a nice feature, I'm supposed to be getting a new van this summer and that is one thing I must have. I got lost in FW a couple of times, but it was easy to get out. And it was me taking turns I shoudn't have and trying to get used to the highways (I haven't had my license too long, and i've only been driving on highways for a year now).
Lemme tell you, you get lost in Dallas and you'll need a Sherpa guide to get you out!
Okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but not much.
Hazel and I got lost in Baltimore like that, making what seemed like perfectly logical assumptions about which way the next street should go! Stupid us. Fortunately, we were together and laughed like nuts and in the end, found a really nice person who led us out of the city.
Thankfully!
People oughta figure out how to make a city work!
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Yes, every city should have billboards scattered around with the words, "YOU ARE HERE" on them. I think that would be a huge help.
Do I not have the sweetest sister in the WORLD?? (I actually have two sweet sisters.) Thank you so much Anne for braving Dallas for me! It was much appreciated.
No problem, Elaine.
It provided blog-fodder. I'm always on the lookout for something to write about.
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