I'm on the East Coast today, hobnobbing and galavanting as is my wont from time to time. Last night, I landed in DC, rented a car and drove off. Gina Patrina*, my GPS system, guided me off to my hotel after a few stops for supplies.
Well, she sort of guided me.
Gina took my on the weirdest, most roundabout way I'd ever seen. I was going through mostly residential side streets. At one point, I went through a particular sequence twice and I still couldn't figure out how to follow her directions. She's usually so direct and reliable!
I finally realized she thought I was bicycling. At that intersection where I couldn't find the route, she was telling me to take a bike path through a park.
Gina! Stop that!
I have no idea why she thought I was on a bike. Sigh. Oh well, Gina, we're all allowed a mistake or three. It's OK, I won't hold a grudge.
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| Clouds over Virginia. The scene was much more attractive than this. Not sure why the shot came out so grainy. |
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