Route

I don't mind driving. I just don't like driving somewhere when I am not completely sure of the route. Of course, I have a satnav. But because I had been to this holiday park before, I thought, I still remember the way. I didn't.

First, I turned off too early and ended up in an emergency stopping area beside the motorway. A little later, I missed another turn. Instead of turning around, I carried on and added fifteen minutes to my journey. The detour took me past a beautiful place, but also to a steep junction where I could hardly see to the left or the right. My hands were sweating.

After that, I watched the satnav very carefully.

When I finally reached the holiday park, it tried to send me to my cottage from the outside, where there was no entrance. So I had to drive around once more.

At last, I found the cottage. I sat down on the wooden bench and said, “Thank You, Lord. I made it safely... even though I had made the route much more complicated than it needed to be.”

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This photo was taken a few hours later by my husband and I am looking up at the swallows catching little flies.

Linked to: FMF Writing Prompt Link-up: Route