We drove back to the original freeway and resumed heading south. We found another exit named Old Hickory. However, we saw another one!
I don’t understand! Who planned this city?
We got off and within 1/4 mile, a sign said that Old Hickory made a 90 degree turn. We drove on Old Hickory as it twisted and turned through some very wooded areas for ANOTHER 30 minutes.
I stopped and knocked on someone’s front door to ask for help. A young girl answered the door and said that she had no idea how to help us. She was just visiting her aunt.
OF COURSE!
My daughter called, “Dad, I’m not trying to pressure you, but…” “We are lost! I have no idea when we will get there!”
I looked at a road atlas (which IS NOT detailed) and determined that I should keep driving the way I was going. My wife did not hold that same opinion. Both lightning and thunder were heard in our truck. My son weathered the storm pretty well.
2 1/2 hours after we were JUST A FEW MINUTES AWAY, we pulled up to our friend’s house and picked up our daughter!
Welcome to Nashville!