Recalculating

Celia and I had to get back to 'Woodbury Commons' outlet mall to get some bargain shopping done so Flavio lent us his car for the day, but we had to come and pick him up from work. In true holiday style we only left the house just after lunch and after punching in the coordinates in our GPS we were on our way. All was going pretty peachy, and we had this GPS speaking to us in every accent available, but I started passing the same trees and seeing the same landmarks usually pre-empted by the Australian bird on the GPS saying "recaaalllculating". I dunno how it happened but the directions kept telling us to take the incorrect exit off the roundabout. It took me until the third time to ditch the GPS and ask for directions (wasn't happy about that) showing that you generally shouldn't listen to an Aussie woman giving you directions.