In the seven years my husband and I have lived together in our community, we have taken advantage of every opportunity to not leave it for the city unless we have to. Specifically, if we don't have to travel to Dallas or Fort Worth, then we won't.
In fact, a couple years ago I was offered a job in the Dallas Design District. The interview went well, I was offered the job, but to give it a day or two to consider. By the end of my horrendous drive home in rush hour traffic, I called up my potential boss and told her there was no way I would be able to handle the insanity of Dallas traffic day after day. For me, an hour-and-a-half traveling twenty miles was enough to make me want to have a serious case of road rage and probably get my brains blown out in the process.
I travel to or through Dallas and Fort Worth only when necessary--like when I am traveling to the Dublin Dr Pepper plant or on my way to San Antonio or other state parks. I've missed many cultural activities in Dallas because I hate the city that badly. I even missed The Pioneer Woman's book signing because I was that scared to travel to the city by myself.
I don't know how parking lots work.
I don't know how to pay meters.
I loathe one-way streets.
Don't ever ask me to parallel park.
Going around a block for me means driving two miles out of my way, down two different highways, and at least one person in a big truck slamming their horn at me.
Which begs the question, why in the world did I sign up for the I Heart Faces Photo Walk Across America this last weekend?
You can bet as soon as I made what I think was an illegal turn into the parking lot I rolled down my window and whined as loudly as I could to Amy (one of the co-founders), "I hate Dallas!"
Then I found a parking space, parked the best I could, and asked someone how to pay for my spot. I got very vague instructions and was pointed towards a funny looking gas pump apparatus where I inserted my debit card into the cash portion of the machine. At first I thought I was having Blockbuster vending machine nightmares again as the pay meter repeatedly spit out my debit card...until I realized I was putting my card into the wrong slot.
Obviously I don't park, pump, or gamble very often.
After my Dallas driving fiasco, the rest of the day went off without a hitch. I had fun catching up with old pals like Holly of Burbmom, LaShawn of Frazzled LaShawn, and Amy of Living Locurto, as well as meeting a reader, Arena of The Nerd's Wife.
I had a great time practicing my photography skills at the photo walk. I've had several people ask which program I did my editing with and to be truthful it's just Photoshop Elements 7 which I bought at Sam's for around $60 (I think you can now get PSE 8 there).
Another couple favorite shots...
By the way, I have a new lens coming sometime this week that I ordered online. It's the 55-200 VR lens for Nikon. Can't wait--it's going to come in handy for my vacation to Utah coming up in a couple weeks!
Thank goodness I don't have to travel through Dallas to get there.