Well, the adventure that will be this weekend began in earnest last night. After arriving in Baltimore I quickly discovered that I had misplaced my driver’s license. Luckily, I was pretty sure that it had fallen out on the plane. After a quick call to the amazing customer service representatives at Southwest we were back on the shuttle back to the terminal to retrieve the license from the clutches of lost and found.

My father and I had decided to stay the night with my Aunt and Uncle in the Shenandoah Valley. What was supposed to be a relaxing three hour drive turned into a 5+ hour affair. At one point we had pray that our Toyota Versa would traverse a shallow wash and a less than visible bridge just to accidentally drive onto someone’s property, get yelled at, and promptly chased away. After a another hour driving through the fog sticking to the Virginia back country roads we finally made it our destination.

I guess you shouldn’t always trust iPhone GPS navigation.