On May 28, 2007, at 1:40 AM, graywolf wrote: > That was not a joke, it was, except for the 102 houses, > exaggeration pretty much what I was once told by a lady friend. I > did find her house, but only because I had insisted upon her giving > me the street address. > > However, I will admit that men can give strange directions too.
Once when I was looking for a place on St. Thomas, Virgin Islands, I found myself completely lost and maps useless. I saw this very old and wise looking "Rasta man" leaning against a fence post by the road. I stopped and got out and he greeted me with a broad smile. I asked if he knew the way to the place I was trying to find. He gave me detailed directions which began... "Mon, you go down de road an you make a lef turn where de old mango tree usta be, den you go 'bout a mile and you make a right turn at John Smif's house................" He went on for some time with these directions, while I nodded and pretended to understand. I thanked him and was going to go back to the car, when he pulled out a gigantic cigar from his pocket and asked me if I wanted to toke on some ganja. I politely declined and continued down the road, ultimately coming to a store where I got directions I could understand. Bob -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List [email protected] http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net
