One fine day, we (my friend, her roomies, me n another friend of mine) set out to go to JAX as a picnic. Another friend (the root cause of the following story) was getting a parcel through her parents' business partner n we decided to get it for her from Jax too.
At around 5 pm we set out to what became a memorable journey. We knew it takes 2 hours to reach Jax, enough time for pre-sunset "beach-watch" :P. (Sun sets at 7.30 in the US). We dint have a GPS, but an I-phone. All was well till we reached Jax. We called up the parcel-aunty, asked her address. She said that she stays 20 mins away from any beach in Jax. I proposed that we go to the beach 1st and then to the aunty, but fate had some other plans for us. No one noticed that our friend had keyed in aunty's address instead of the beach in her iphone. (we realised on our way back, the road from outskirts of Jax to the beach was sans any nightmarish flyovers).
Once in the city, there was a time lag between iphone's updating the car's current location and the direction. To add to our woes, Jax has an intricate network of bridges n flyovers, and thanks to the updation time lag, we kept on missing the "exit-to" flyovers. Finally, the iphone battery got used up, so did the fuel. Then starts a phase of self-doubting, and "maybe its right that girls cant navigate". Thankfully, we came to our senses soon, decided to chuck the real-time directions, and go by our judgement and general directions from iphone. Once this phase set in, we found the aunty's place in a jiffy, and finding the way to the beach was even easier. In case any chauvinist is still doubting that we found our way to beach easily, they can confirm our story from our guy-frnds, specifically the time difference between our calls of "we finally reached aunty's place" and "wow, we are at the atlantic ocean".
Take-home lessons? Confirm the address keyed into the GPS. Sometimes the overall directions work well than the real-time ones. Most important, if we believe in ourselves, and not the male notions about our driving or navigation skills, we ROCK.
At around 5 pm we set out to what became a memorable journey. We knew it takes 2 hours to reach Jax, enough time for pre-sunset "beach-watch" :P. (Sun sets at 7.30 in the US). We dint have a GPS, but an I-phone. All was well till we reached Jax. We called up the parcel-aunty, asked her address. She said that she stays 20 mins away from any beach in Jax. I proposed that we go to the beach 1st and then to the aunty, but fate had some other plans for us. No one noticed that our friend had keyed in aunty's address instead of the beach in her iphone. (we realised on our way back, the road from outskirts of Jax to the beach was sans any nightmarish flyovers).
Once in the city, there was a time lag between iphone's updating the car's current location and the direction. To add to our woes, Jax has an intricate network of bridges n flyovers, and thanks to the updation time lag, we kept on missing the "exit-to" flyovers. Finally, the iphone battery got used up, so did the fuel. Then starts a phase of self-doubting, and "maybe its right that girls cant navigate". Thankfully, we came to our senses soon, decided to chuck the real-time directions, and go by our judgement and general directions from iphone. Once this phase set in, we found the aunty's place in a jiffy, and finding the way to the beach was even easier. In case any chauvinist is still doubting that we found our way to beach easily, they can confirm our story from our guy-frnds, specifically the time difference between our calls of "we finally reached aunty's place" and "wow, we are at the atlantic ocean".
Take-home lessons? Confirm the address keyed into the GPS. Sometimes the overall directions work well than the real-time ones. Most important, if we believe in ourselves, and not the male notions about our driving or navigation skills, we ROCK.
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