Wayyyyy back in our early-married days, I learned that there are two ways to get to anything -- the normal way (generally via a road, a designated trail, etc.) and Jim's way. The first lesson in this occurred on our first date, actually, when we were cross-country skiing in Wyoming. Why take a trail when there's great adventure to be had right through the trees? I'm sure that we are the only skiers who regularly hiked under and over low-lying branches just because the branches were more enticing than the trails!
Well, Jim and I had some good laughs remembering those days as we rode along the "road" that he found on a map. According to the map (which we now know to be completely inaccurate), there was a road that began very near our compound and was a bit of a short cut to the shopping area where we needed to pick up his office chair.
One muddy car and one bewildered driver later, we had a lovely-yet-neck-wrecking drive as we bounced along a trail that even motorcyclers would find difficult to navigate.
We did get Jim's chair though it took two hours to get to the store!! And in the meantime we saw some lovely country, visited some dear people, and were solemnly reminded of the incredible poverty that is just beyond our line of vision on the typical day.
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