tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post4904198964642466885..comments2024-03-16T08:31:08.514-07:00Comments on Welcome Words: The Mean Streets of EasthamMartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-10318332093359491912015-08-08T22:56:27.636-07:002015-08-08T22:56:27.636-07:00Perhaps you could leave a painted rock at each cor...Perhaps you could leave a painted rock at each corner so you can find your way next year. Turn left at the pink rock, right at the blue rock and so on, then reverse the order when leaving.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-39072132937230492372015-08-08T09:56:11.483-07:002015-08-08T09:56:11.483-07:00I wouldn't say I have a perfect sense of direc...I wouldn't say I have a perfect sense of direction but at least I turn the correct way to get where I'm going unlike my husband who just turns and I have to ask where we are going.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-77621738144927266652015-08-08T08:25:17.222-07:002015-08-08T08:25:17.222-07:00How funny. They do have GPS devices for those on f...How funny. They do have GPS devices for those on foot. Of course your husband might want to install a location chip in your shoes so he can find you easily. Works great for kids. As long as you can laugh about your adventures, all is good. Arkansas Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-91833378324592634782015-08-07T17:20:16.800-07:002015-08-07T17:20:16.800-07:00I find it hard to understand people who have diffi...I find it hard to understand people who have difficulty navigating. However I sympathize with their fear and anxiety. But you always make it back so you're not that bad at navigation.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-41889981780533599392015-08-07T15:10:49.299-07:002015-08-07T15:10:49.299-07:00My direction sense is usually pretty good. Which ...My direction sense is usually pretty good. Which leaves me shattered when it deserts me.<br />An excellent reason for forbidding your husband from having any medical emergencies though. And a reminder that I should avoid them too. My partner has noooooo direction sense at all.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-42233372552286269792015-08-07T14:09:20.683-07:002015-08-07T14:09:20.683-07:00A good thing that bush was there to guide you home...A good thing that bush was there to guide you home! I think you may have something with the sand thing. I have been lost ever since I moved to South Carolina. All the islands you have to go around to get anywhere and going north to go south, west to find a bridge to go east, etc have my inner gyroscope whirling. I've given up and just turn on the Google lady who tells me when and where to turn.Cynthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16035113274497372396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-71787011027151697792015-08-07T11:47:15.254-07:002015-08-07T11:47:15.254-07:00Ha! I've discovered that if I know my starting...Ha! I've discovered that if I know my starting point I can just ask Siri to guide me back home. Embarrassing to some people, for me it's a lifesaver. :-)DJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-32392743442682786202015-08-07T11:28:59.336-07:002015-08-07T11:28:59.336-07:00I think you might need to buy one of those gps giz...I think you might need to buy one of those gps gizmos so you can find your way back to your vacation home..or leave a trail of breadcrumbs and hope the birds aren't hungry! Coloring Outside the Lineshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15289093479063221765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-8075766602857358372015-08-07T10:37:30.922-07:002015-08-07T10:37:30.922-07:00I actually was born with no sense of direction, wh...I actually was born with no sense of direction, which manifested early when I would walk into the wrong house on the wrong street. Nothing has changed, except I've adopted several survival strategies for driving. I have none for walking, however.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-54876591075301867082015-08-07T08:45:02.201-07:002015-08-07T08:45:02.201-07:00It wouldn't be so sad if this weren't our ...It wouldn't be so sad if this weren't our 7th year renting in this same house.Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-38078388366234859342015-08-07T08:41:16.762-07:002015-08-07T08:41:16.762-07:00It's good you can joke about it. If I am in a...It's good you can joke about it. If I am in a new place it takes me a while to get my sense of direction back. Dad said, You won't get lost is you remember "markers" in the woods like you remembered the big bush! Good job.<br /><br />I have been lost in a vacation town and the only thing that saved us was knowing our motel was at the bottom of a valley so every downhill road we took eventually led us "home" It was a long walk!Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.com