Halfway Back to Normal

I’m in Houston now and over my jet lag. I’m already learning all sorts of lessons about living in Houston:

Buy a Map

Sure, that GPS thingy my family bought me for Christmas will probably be very helpful. Eventually. At the moment, it’s just confused. I asked it to get me from the airport to my hotel, and it apparently thinks I’m still in the far north, because it tried to route me through North Dakota. And of course I didn’t have a map on hand, because I was counting on the GPS thingy to work. I bought an overpriced map at the first gas station I found. I bet that gas station makes a fortune on selling maps to idiots (like me) who get on a plane without once thinking “maybe I should have backup directions to the hotel… just in case.”

The city WANTS you to violate the EZ pass lane restrictions

Maybe it was my jet lag, but I swear the non-EZ pass/change given lanes were NEVER where the signs said they would be. Fortunately traffic was light and I was able to get into the correct lane without any problems, but good grief—what if it had been busy? (Actually, if it had been busy, my rental car has an EZ pass thingy in it, but the rental company wants to charge me $2.00 for each use. Forget that.)

The U-turn lanes on Highway 10 are the coolest thing ever

I don’t know why these things are so fascinating to me, but I’m endlessly amused every time I use one.

Anyway. I still have to deal with finding an apartment and getting settled in to work, so who knows when this blog will get back to normal. Lynda, I’ll be in touch soon.