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wispfoxI _hate_ getting lost. More, I hate getting lost when I'm already running late.
The degree to which this is true is evidenced by the fact that, if I'm both running late and lost - especially if I'm alone in the car - I am almost certainly going to end up in tears at some point.
I've determined that driving in Boston makes getting lost both worse and easier to do. I already knew I had reason to avoid driving in Boston; now I'm just having it proven to myself.
On the plus side, the reason I'm driving in Boston - training for volunteering at The Network/La Red - is going well. I'm actively enjoying myself, even though it's periodically a bit of a brain fuck (unsurprisingly, mind). Not sure at this point if I'll yet be ready for crisis hotline work by the end of training (which is what I'm aiming for, since it'll help with getting into the school I want to attend), but I've got 2.5 years until I wander the country, so it's not an immediate rush. Thankfully.
Tired. Sleep now.
But yeah. Hate getting lost. At least last weekend, I could just leave ridiculously early and leave time for getting lost. Not so easy when leaving from work, which is both further away and not as easy to leave excessive amounts of time open for (I gave myself 2 hours on Sat morning; it turns out it's only 30 minutes away from home, but I took 1.5 hours to get there on Saturday). But I definitely need to leave at 5, not 5:30, on Tuesday. And hopefully not get lost; I'm not sure how well I'll succeed, as I'm not completely sure what I need to do in order to avoid it.
The degree to which this is true is evidenced by the fact that, if I'm both running late and lost - especially if I'm alone in the car - I am almost certainly going to end up in tears at some point.
I've determined that driving in Boston makes getting lost both worse and easier to do. I already knew I had reason to avoid driving in Boston; now I'm just having it proven to myself.
On the plus side, the reason I'm driving in Boston - training for volunteering at The Network/La Red - is going well. I'm actively enjoying myself, even though it's periodically a bit of a brain fuck (unsurprisingly, mind). Not sure at this point if I'll yet be ready for crisis hotline work by the end of training (which is what I'm aiming for, since it'll help with getting into the school I want to attend), but I've got 2.5 years until I wander the country, so it's not an immediate rush. Thankfully.
Tired. Sleep now.
But yeah. Hate getting lost. At least last weekend, I could just leave ridiculously early and leave time for getting lost. Not so easy when leaving from work, which is both further away and not as easy to leave excessive amounts of time open for (I gave myself 2 hours on Sat morning; it turns out it's only 30 minutes away from home, but I took 1.5 hours to get there on Saturday). But I definitely need to leave at 5, not 5:30, on Tuesday. And hopefully not get lost; I'm not sure how well I'll succeed, as I'm not completely sure what I need to do in order to avoid it.
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Date: 2005-11-11 03:07 pm (UTC)Buh...
The traffic here is also so dense that one usually won't be able to decide which turn to make until after having gone through the intersection.
Yep... and the damn one-ways suck, since they tend to be in the few parts of Boston whose streets _are_ a grid.
Practice runs, not so much. I've training all weekend...
It'll help to leave earlier, though, because then I won't start _out_ running late. I do need to figure out what I did wrong, though...