I knew we should have turned left at Albuquerque......

Have you ever tried driving across town and then a few hours later find yourself seeing, "Welcome to San-Antonio!" signs on the road? First hint you went the wrong way....okay, maybe it wasn't that bad.

Jamin, Jake, and I were helping at a local ministry today...we usually help on Thursdays but we came to help on a Wednesday. So we had no idea what was going on. We sat down and started to talk. A few minutes later we realize we are the only ones in the room. We had been left in a foreign and unknown land with cannibals and head-hunters.

We walked around asking people how to get to the school that we were going to help at. Two people didn't know and then we asked the third. He told us to go down Bryant and turn at 14th street.
"Bryant? Oh okay! We're on our ways, thanks!" We all say something to that nature and then skip outside. We're happy and care free.

Once outside we all stopped and looked around.
"Um...where's Bryant?" A quick note: Bryant is the busy road right in front of the ministry that we were helping out!
"I think it's down town." So we all load in the car and head north and then northeast...ending up by the library. As we were driving we all started to get the feeling that we weren't where we needed to be. A text message later confirmed it. So we headed south....and passed the place we had just left, the ministry head quarters.

When we started to see the University apartments (on the south side of town) we began to think we missed our turn again. Jake called the firemen....they should know where everything in town is right? They did.

The school we were heading for was on the far north side of town, the side we had just left. We turned around again. As we pass the ministry building I suggested we stop there and TP all the cars in the parking lot, but we pressed on.

The whole time we were trying to figure out who to blame for us looking slightly unintelligent. Guys don't like looking behind the power curve so it has to be someone else's fault. Of course I was blamed because I was able to get lost for three hours in the Texas wilderness. But then Jake was blamed and then so was Jamin. We decided that it was the staffs fault...they were the ones who left us. But that didn't seem fair. We should have blamed it on global warming, everyone else does!

Eventually we found the school....and made a grand entrance...late, but it was grand...sort of!