Daily Prompt: Wrong Turns

Wrong Turns -Temporarily Misplaced

When was the last time you got lost? Was it an enjoyable experience, or a stressful one? Tell us all about it

Hubby checks the route.
Hubby checks the route.

I don’t get lost, temporarily misplaced perhaps but not lost. Well not often anyway. I don’t get that stressed about it as a rule, it might take longer than it should but generally I will get to where I’m trying to go.

I quite enjoy the challenge of trying to find my way around in a strange place usually. Hubby and I had fun on the Metro system in Moscow when we were overseas. We had two maps of it. One was in English and the other in Cyrillic script. We used them both to find our way. It was a bit daunting at first but then I realised that like many city rail systems the lines were colour coded. After that we had very little trouble. Once we hesitated about what platform we should be on and a passer-by kindly pointed us in the right direction. We knew that as long as we didn’t leave the station we  could ride around on the Metro trains on the same ticket until we got to where we were trying to go so we were not that worried about making mistakes. After all for a couple of rail fans riding around on underground trains is more of a treat than a chore. We made a couple of mistakes but we managed fairly well. Our favourite memory was of finding our way from our hotel to the Exhibition of Soviet National Economic Achievement (VDNKh). The journey involved about three changes of train so we were pretty pleased with ourselves for finding it.

Moscow Underground-2

Canberra is a city which is said to be confusing to drive in. I have often heard people complain about driving around in circles there so we did our homework before we visited. We were going to stay with friends who came to meet us and navigate us through the city when we arrived but by the time we left a few days later we were confident that we could get out of town on our own. We did make one wrong turn and ended up on an unfamiliar road but I quickly realised that it ran parallel to the one we had intended to take and replanned our route. As I am a non driver I usually have the map and do the navigating and unlike many couples Hubby and I find this arrangement works fine for us. We don’t have GPS and even if we did I’d still map read because I like to know where I am not just follow instructions blindly.

Map of Canberra from mappery.com

Melbourne is the largest city we’ve driven in and numerous trips to and from Tasmania have taught me how to find my way  to the ferry terminal in Port Melbourne even without a map and even though Melbourne seems to look different every time I go there. On our first road trips to Melbourne when we were young, my sister and I used to find that we frequently ended up on Punt Road and eventually learned how to make sure that were not forced onto it when we didn’t want to be. The day came that we actually wanted to get onto Punt Road and guess what? We missed it! However, in Melbourne I always make sure that I have studied the route and have a Plan B just in case the traffic doesn’t allow us to get into the lane we want when we want.

Getting lost in more remote areas of Australia is no laughing matter though. Once you leave marked roads you run the risk that if you break down or lose your way it may be a very long time before you see another vehicle. Travellers should remember that in outback Australia you need to carry more petrol, spare parts, water and food than you think you need for the journey because you might be out there for a long time if something goes wrong.


Further Reading




I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. My current housemates are Cindy, my 14-year-old Staffy-Lab X dog and Polly the world's most unsociable cat who is seven.

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