Adventures

A childhood friend of mine called to ask if I would like to go to the Grammy Museum for the day.  Before I could answer, she casually threw in, “And have an adventure.”  Without asking any key questions, I simply said, “Sure.”

Living in California, it is a known fact that driving one’s car, no matter how bad the freeways are, is as common as seeing a Starbucks on every corner.

As teenagers, my friend and I had the typical adventures of NOT thinking through any of our plans.  We simply went with whatever seemed to make sense at the time.  Nothing unusual here.

We met at Starbucks of course, got into one car, and drove to a parking lot where we were to take the Metro Link to Union Square.  Question number one should have been, “ Where do we park our cars?”  Answer?  There is plenty of parking after 11:00 a.m.  Time?  10:15 a.m.  We sat in the car and chatted about all sorts of things.

Question number two should have been, “How do we pay?”  When we got to the station, we stood in front of the Kiosk until a10 year old came over to help us.  Once we bought our TAP tickets we went to the turnstile and started tapping on the button.  WRONG, we needed to put our TAP card on the scanner (which another kind soul showed us).

To make an already long story longer, we continued to take a red line when we needed a blue line.  We went down stairs when we needed to go up stairs.  Question number three?  “Did we make it to our destination?”  We did!  Do I need to say that going home also had its share of mishaps?  If the very nice man on the train didn’t tell us we were going the wrong way, we would still be riding the rails 24 hours later.

Just like we did when we were teenagers, we went with the flow, we laughed at ourselves and we learned something very valuable.  Adventures are NOT only for the young.