We spent the last 3 days in Connecticut. Sophie wanted to visit the beach, and since I’m going to France and Ben is doing a lot of Scout trips and there is an oil spill going on–did you hear about that?—Mom decided that we would go to the beach.
This led me to say “The Beach” and point in the manner of Mr. Bean way too many times.
On the way back, we got hopelessly lost, so Mom stopped at a Wal-Mart and bought this:
It is impossible to buy maps in Connecticut, apparently, and even if we had found a map I cannot read them.
Ben (who is usually our geek: I routinely give him the computer or my ipod or a CD and go “fix it”) had some trouble figuring it out. This is the only reason I got to play with it. No one really trusts me with navigation ever since I found an incredibly straight road in New Jersey that would take us directly to our destination, but unfortunately turned out to be a line of latitude.
It was preset to Spanish and then somehow changed to what we think was Swedish, and wouldn’t tell us anything. Then Mom made him hand it to me.
We got along great.
CONNECTICUT DRIVING RULES:
a) Drive extremely fast whenever possible and occasionally when not possible.
b) You must change lanes frequently.
c) It is not necessary to check your blind spot when changing lanes; everyone knows they’re in Connecticut and should expect that.
d) You must also use your blinkers frequently.
e) It is not necessary for your blinker usage and your lane changing to correlate to each other. Again, we’re in Connecticut; it’s perfectly acceptable to signal right and merge left simultaneously.
