After 800 Metres ...

Not long ago the Cowboy, Babe, & I attended a family wedding near Vancouver, BC. Our GPS was very helpful that wedding day. In fact, we counted on that confident female voice telling us where to go as we navigated unfamiliar streets.

But on our 13-hour drive home through the mountains it wasn’t necessary. We knew where we were going.  So it came as a funny surprise to suddenly hear that confident female voice break in after 200 kilometres of complete silence. 

“After 800 metres, go straight ahead.”

Seriously?

I started giggling. Partly because it was such a shock after 2 hours of nothing, but mostly because there was nowhere to go BUT straight ahead.

After my little chuckle I started thinking … sometimes it’s nice to have confirmation that you’re heading in the right direction. And sometimes it's not until you hear confirmation that you realize you needed to hear it.