Lost in GPS Translation (It's a beautiful day)

I've incorporated one of my old entries in my FB blog. This is how hubby and I travel.

I have wasted a great amount of time and aggravation because we got lost in the labyrinth backwoods of Tarrant, Hood, & Johnson's county. I don't understand how we got lost when I have all the print out from Google map, wikimapia, mapquest, and the most beloved gadget of all time....GPS!??? Oh yeah, the GPS that has a 5 seconds delay, and if you're traveling @ > 40 MPH, will lead you to dinosaur footprints-you-are-lost-somewhere-in-Texas. It also send shiver down my spine, that I'm traveling with a Jurassic homo sapien driving my SUV, its almond shaped eyes squinting (I wonder if he can see the road), and smoke comes out of its nostril (lol). I was armed with my GPRS/EDGE/wifi enable quad band phone with a strong signal, and that we are still in the 21st century hobnobbing the microwave somewhere within the 5 mile radius of a cell phone tower, as I sing Round and Round by Spandau Ballet. Meanwhile, me think that it should be a good idea if we also travel back in time...like Back to the Future kind of story, when I was young and innocent, and hubby hasn't been born yet!
But seriously, how can aliens find our planet, and yet, we can't easily find the place that we had planned for days to visit? Are these places in stealth mode? How did our Malayan ancestors reach our 7100 Los Islas Bonita Philippines by foot? How did the Texan back in the days traveled in their horses and carriages convincing themselves that they will be able to get out of Texas without hitting a wall? Did they dip their forefingers with their saliva, were they against the headwind? Or did they follow the tailwind of their horse's arse?
Since the triptik days of AAA began, I would give myself an hour leeway for my travel, because 99.9% that I will be off track. This will give me enough time to get to my destination at a planned and desired time.
I also had moments at an airport and I will give you a piece of advice. DO NOT (ever) TRAVEL half asleep during red light flight or you'll end up going somewhere. Well...I really don't think it was my fault. I didn't know that Dulles Airport plays musical chair after 10 pm . They've decided that a certain plane will go to a different gate, and my plane landed on a "far away land" gate, and not paying attention to the changes I ended up going to Newark, New Jersey instead of Syracuse New York(no wonder passengers were srurrying away like they've seen ghosts). I had a blast though. My ex picked me up (drove from Buffalo, NY all the way to New Jersey), and we decided to stay in NYC for a day via Holland Tunnel. Stuck in a traffic jam for over 3 hours, I counted the herd passing by on the left hand side, as they hover to the fast lane with their tollway pass, while my bladder is squeezing what has left of my brain, and sniffing away the delightful toxinogenic materials of the Jersey City's heavily laden factories. When we reached the city, I rewarded myself with tall buildings, swerving crazy cabs, the sewage smell, the hurried walks of New Yawkehs, and Chinese dim sum.

Have I learned anything from my previous and recent trips? A lot. I love the roadways and byways that I've set foot and traveled. As the sceneries passes by on my window, I've come to feel and appreciate the mental implants it brings, like cows lazying away underneath the shaded trees, the vast greeneries, dews, the smell of morning hays overlapping manure, the heat emitted on the road, the peacefulness of an ocean that allays the anxiety of a death defying wish to drive State Route 1, the different formation of the stone mountain against the light of day, the old beaten car that have serviced its days.

I will be traveling again... soon! But for the meantime, I'll see you at a nearest mall!

After all.....

After of a crazy hiatus...I now have a blog life. Actually, I continued my blogging in FB and left this for over a year.Nge! 2 years kaya. 2011 na pala. I am back, lubak!