It was like my sister was here.
We were out late partying. Then a bunch of us went to an afterparty. And someone asked how I could have this much energy this late. That is what my sister is always wondering.
Still, I left before everyone had gone. Stone cold sober, I drove back to the hotel. And this time I didn’t have a navigator with me. When I had gone to the bar, I had one, using a printout of Google maps to give directions.
I really wish I had a map of L.A.
It was a confusing trip back. I wasn’t sure if I was on the right highway, and so a bunch of U-turns were involved. Eventually I ended up right back where I had started from, just so I could try again from scratch. Obviously, in the end, everything worked out.
I am a very nervous driver. I am in a strange city, driving a strange car. I am supposedly covered from my auto insurance in Edmonton. But the Hertz representative put the fear of god in me. There will be deductibles to pay, and I would be so much better if I used their coverage. I didn’t, so I’m even more nervous.