The Road to Bend

8 Aug

Way back in the Spring, a friend and I signed up for a union sponsored, all-expenses paid, leadership conference to be held in Bend, Oregon. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

A few weeks before the conference she called me, thinking she didn’t really want to go anymore. I didn’t want to be assigned a random roommate, so we looked into cancelling. Apparently, others have felt this way in the past and cancelling would cost us each $150. So, we made plans for the trip.

The day before we made plans on where to meet. Thinking I was being helpful, I suggested the Starbucks 3 blocks from my house. My friend has a history of being late and I figured I could enjoy my coffee while I waited. I could also leave my car at home and buy her a coffee, since she would be the driver. While talking on the phone, I looked up the address and read it off to her.

The next morning, I was at Starbucks about 5 minutes early, as is my wont. The deal was that, if she wasn’t there by 7:15, I would call her. I placed my order and picked up my Venti soy latte when it was ready. Little did I know that my first sip of the mocha, would foreshadow other little mistakes.

By 7:10, I was getting anxious… and then my phone rang.

“Where are you?” my friend asked.

Well, it turned out I had not really been paying attention the night before because I;d given her the WRONG address. She was at a Starbucks on Burnside Street, but several miles away. Why hadn’t I noticed that last night? I gave directions to my location and she arrived within a few minutes.

Once she had her coffee, we sat to plan the route. East over Mount Hood, then South? Or South down I-5, then east? We opted for the Mount Hood route and tried to plug in the hotel address to her phone. It wasn’t taking it, so we just typed in Bend, and loaded the car.

After three hours of conversation, the phone began giving us directions. We followed them until she said, “Arrived at Bend”.

We burst out laughing, remembering we hadn’t put in the hotel address. My friend did so and we were off and driving again. Except it still didn’t seem right. Maps had the hotel in the north end of Bend and the phone was sending us South. We knew we were int rouble and started laughing. I was  laughing so hard at one point, I couldn’t speak. My friend pulled over because she was laughing and had to go to the bathroom badly. An accident was imminent. We pulled ourselves together and carried on, after finding a bathroom.

The phone sent us off the highway and through a round about then told us to turn left, but the barrier in the road made us turn right. We pulled off and put in the hotel’s name, instead of the address and, miracle of miracles, we had new directions. we arrived within a few minutes. We registered and made it to the opening lunch, which had just begun, and sat down, hopeful that our misadventures were over.

Just for fun, her are some pictures from the trails near our hotel and conference center.

8 Responses to “The Road to Bend”

  1. Joanne Toft August 8, 2017 at 8:42 am #

    Oh phones and their directions!!! The last time I used my maps app it had me driving down the middle of a river. I think I need a different kind of car for that. I love your photos – they look like they made the trip worth it. Glad you could laugh at all the errors!

  2. marc-aureled August 8, 2017 at 9:05 am #

    That is the joy of road trips with a girlfriend… mishaps and laughter… lots of laughter! I hope you enjoyed the conference!

  3. Katie August 8, 2017 at 9:05 am #

    I loved getting to read this! What an unforgettable day. Look there’s Mt. Bachelor!

    • Adrienne August 8, 2017 at 9:17 am #

      OK. That made me laugh.

  4. arjeha August 8, 2017 at 9:55 am #

    I guess this is why trips are called adventures. Sometimes even when you know where you are going you don’t know where you are going. Glad you had a fun trip. Great pictures.

  5. Ramona August 8, 2017 at 12:20 pm #

    Love this tale of your fun and challenges getting to the conference. Good think you built in a little extra time. The pics are beautiful! I hope the conference is inspiring, but if not, you still have a great story. And who knows what can happen on the way home?

  6. Denise Krebs August 8, 2017 at 1:30 pm #

    What a sweet slice of your life and this eventful and memorable drive to the conference. I’m glad it wasn’t more serious, and I bet you had a good time during the conference. Hopefully you enjoyed an uneventful drive home, though full of laughter.

  7. Brian Rozinsky August 8, 2017 at 6:17 pm #

    Love this moment of raucous, uncontrollable laughter.

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