That’s the fun of getting lost. You don’t know where you’ll end up. But there is danger everywhere and obviously fear that goes along with not knowing where your are!
That afternoon I was driving along, nay, ruining my engine from constantly braking in congested traffic, on Eastbound 92. The road construction was still going on and for more than a year.
Then for whatever reason, I followed a beige-colored truck and got off Hesperian Blvd. at Sleepy Hollow Ave. I knew I could go straight ahead but wasn’t sure because I didn’t see any passing motorist that went in that direction.
So I turned left, made a U-turn at the next stop and found myself waiting on the bridge and at the left turn lane. I should have went shopping in the mini-mall, just one exit from the turnoff of 92!
It was a glorious, sunny clear blue sky afternoon. I couldn’t believe how warm but still cool the air was. I had my terminator shades on my face and enjoyed the nice breeze of Bay air before the inland of air pollution.
The go streetlight signal turned green and I was on my way back to the main road for another ten friggin minutes before arriving at the SB880 interchange and towards home, San Jose, CA.
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