Driving around Washington D.C. for the first time in 8 years, going 70 miles an hour in the slow lane. Lost.
“We need to take the George Washington Parkway.” I search hopefully for signs.
“Are you sure? Do you really know where you’re going?!”
“I think I do.”
“Make a left. Make a left HERE! Now!”
I swerve abruptly zooming across lanes, almost getting hit by a tour bus and make a sharp left. Hands clenched on the steering wheel, I mutter, “Now where are we?”
“How should I know? I thought you knew where you were going!”