Blind leading blind

The funniest thing happened yesterday. I was moving my car from a very far, very downhill parking spot to a higher up, closer to campus parking spot, when I noticed a white sport-car behind me. In the process of weaving my way through the very confusing maze of parking lots, I got lost, and made at LEAST 4 U-turns. The white car was still behind me, and I finally realized that he was following me. I think he must've been a new student, trying to find the way out of the parking lot. It's just so funny that he followed ME through that many U turns. He finally must have realized I was VERY lost, because he finally left. But the whole time I was just cracking up. It was the perfect example of the blind leading the blind. Granted, I wasn't leading him, but he was following me. The lost following the lost.

Anyway, after a while I somehow managed to completely get off campus, and I was in the streets before I realized where I was going. I got to go around Whittier, got lost for a little bit, then finally managed to find my way back to campus, with the aid of a very handy map. I know my way to and from campus to my house, but within campus, and anywhere that's not the way home, I still get a little lost. Boy, that campus is so hill-y, just walking around from class to class, especially getting lost is a lot of exercise. It's like, everyday-hiking or something. But it's fun, so it's all good. I just need to remember to have a bottle of water with me at all times.

Something my sis said to me after riding in my car a couple times:

"The Brake is your friend."