So. My sister is visiting this week and I was her taxi home from the airport.
You can already sense the trouble, can't you?
I argued with Cal (my GPS) all the way to Indianapolis because he did NOT approve of my route of choice. (Like THAT is anything new from everyday life.) But I knew what I was doing and somehow I made it to the airport.
Word of advice. Don't drink a 32 ounce Coke prior to an hour and a half drive to an airport - where you will not have access to a restroom upon arrival. I waited in the cell phone lot for her to call, and when she did, I zoomed over to the main building to pick her up. Got a bit of a glare from the no-parking police. I think they wanted her to jump in as I drove past about 20 miles an hour. I think the fact that I actually STOPPED and (heaven forbid) popped the trunk for her to throw in her suitcase was the issue of the day.
We exited the airport and headed for the Sonic. You know how I love Sonic. You know how I don't have a Sonic. But there is one not that far from the airport. Or at least there was. I've been there. Kristin took me last year after I flew home from Florida. I plugged that baby into Cal and we zoomed that way.
Or we tried.
I missed the first exit because I was dialing my Mom to tell her Lori had arrived. I missed the second exit for reasons yet unknown to me. So we finally found our way there...
...and the Sonic did not exist. We looked everywhere. No Sonic.
And did you remember that I really had to go?
So finally we gave up and I plugged in the home address and we took off in search of restaurants in familiar territory.
Cal told me to turn left on Georgetown Road.
How in the world was I supposed to know that Georgetown Road was Indy 500 central???
Well I learned pretty quickly. Campers everywhere. Tents everywhere. People everywhere. Beer everywhere. And a really questionable game that involved getting topless - and the dude in charge gestured my way as though I should participate.
I did not.
So...here was our view the night before the Indy 500!
Good grief.
Hey! Anybody need a taxi driver? I am highly recommended....
...for the scenic route...
2 comments:
1) The Sonic should have been on Rockville Rd in Avon. Did it go away? That would stink!
2) When I trained for those walks, I was told that the rule of thumb is that if at any point you are thirsty, then you're already dehydrated. It's crucial to drink when you're not thirsty to maintain proper hydration levels.
No idea. I typed in Sonic and it took me to Crawfordsville Road in Speedway. It said the next closest one was 53 miles away.
Interesting! Did not know that. Back to my water.....
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