Yesterday we had to go to Franklin, Massachusetts for a birthday party. For whatever reason, every time we go there we get lost. To a normal person, it takes about an hour and a half to get there from the North Shore. Us. Three hours. I take no responsibility for my misguidance. I blame the GPS -- affectionately known as Lola.
I finally admit it. The $300 I spent on this supposed "state of the art" system was a waste! For one, she likes to take the back roads and loves to go to Boston first before setting her coordinates. While driving through the city she thinks she can avoid congestion by taking you off the beaten path but in this area there are so many old cow paths she seemingly can't keep up. After you have passed a turn she wanted you to take you hear her indicate "bing, bing, right turn". After the fact...no warning...nothing. It'll appear as if she wants you to turn into an alley. Then she'll yell, "make a legal U turn at the next opportunity." I realized she had completely lost it when driving down the highway, usually the only times she's good, with no apparent exits in sight she indicated "bing, bing, make a left now."
I think Lola has reached her life's span. At the ripe old age of 2 she needs to be recycled. Next time I'm printing out Mapquest.