Bill and I finally purchased a GPS thing (a Global Positioning System) to help us find our way around the planet. Our youngest granddaughter named it “Lola.”Although Bill is not likely to admit it, without Lola he is always lost. And I am not much help either.
We have been lost in the parking lot at Hershey Park trying to find our way out to the street. Once we could see our New Jersey hotel just across the highway – so near yet so far since we could not reach it. Another time we were lost on a toll road and it was a straight shot with well marked exits. We have been known to drive around in circles in our own downtown covered garages.
Bill and I are always remarkably lost.But suddenly there was Lola.She gave us new found confidence as she handily found the way out of parking lots!Finally, I could relax, sit back, enjoy the scenery, even put the seat back and snooze.
There was absolute joy and trust in the mighty little GPS gadget. I just knew Bill was in good hands (well, not literally in good hands of course). He was technologically balanced and steering wheel focused at last.Lola, oh Lola, was in charge and doing her thing navigating us through the twists and turns of all the unexplored streets and highways of America.
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