Gird Road

I was going through our pictures tonight while waiting for Morgan to come back from a late night at school when I came across a few pictures from our honeymoon. That's when I found this:

Do you remember your first argument as a married couple? Well we definitely do. It was hilarious. Well not at the time, but afterwards we couldn't stop laughing. In fact we still look back at that night we came across Gird Road and laugh our heads off. You see, Morgan planned our whole honeymoon...everything was completely taken care of. Until we crossed the California state line and our conversation went a little something like this:

Cate: "How much longer until San Diego?"

Morgan: "I dunno...a few hours?"

Cate: "What do you mean you don't know? How can you not know?"

Morgan: "Well as soon as we start seeing signs we'll know we're close."

Cate: "Wait...are you telling me you don't have directions to get to San Diego?"

Morgan: "I've been there before, I'm sure I can figure it out just fine."

Cate: *flabbergasted look*

Morgan: "What?"

Cate: "Are you telling me that you have no idea how to get to our hotel? You didn't print directions or get a map?"

Morgan: *silence*

Cate: "You're kidding me."

Fast forward a couple hours and night had come upon us. It was dark. Very dark. We were on a little side road that barely had any street lights. All stores and gas stations had closed for the night. We were slowly winding our way through one lane roads on the outskirts of Oceanside and I was starting to get a hunch that we weren't going to be reaching our destination anytime soon. We knew that the car we were borrowing (thanks Mom & Dad Sheffer) had a built in GPS system, so we tried plugging in our hotel's address (the only reason Morgan had that was because it was printed on the confirmation sheet.) but it wouldn't work. As we were making a pretty sharp curve, the road ahead forked. Morgan had a decision to make. Stay straight, or veer to the right. Now, everything in my gut was telling me to stay on the road we were on...not to make any turns. This was our conversation:

Cate: "Morg, do you see that turn? Don't take it. I think we need to stay on this road."

Morgan: "Don't worry, I'll stay on the same road we're on."

*driving for a few seconds*

*Morgan jerks the car over at the last moment and veers to the right*

Cate: "What are you DOING?? I said stay on the road!"

Morgan: "I did! The road continued this way."

Cate: "Are you crazy? No it didn't....you made a distinct right turn. That was not "going straight ahead."

Morgan: "Noo....I'm pretty sure the road just curved to the right."

Cate: "Fine. I'll just fall asleep in my chair since we're never going to find our hotel. Thanks."

We drove around for awhile through neighborhoods, curving up and up and up through hills until we reached a point where the road was one lane, made of gravel, and not lit.

Morgan: "I think you were right. I'm going to turn around."

Cate: "You're just now realizing this?"

We turned back around and made our way slowly back to the main road. I told Morgan I thought the road we turned on originally started with a "G" but I wasn't sure what it was called. After a few minutes we both saw it..."Gird Road." The tension lifted and we laughed. Morgan saw the road and the turn he had made and acknowledged that I was right and there was no way on earth he should have made that turn.

A few miles later I made Morgan pull over at a gas station to get directions to our hotel. While he was inside, I discovered that the GPS system only worked when the car was in park. It found our hotel in a matter of seconds. Want to know the ironic part?

It was the huge building right behind the gas station.

Moral of the story: Cate is always right. ;)