Where am I going?

This weekend was spent with family. We had two cook-outs for different birthday celebrations. The first one was in a place that I had only been to once and I promise I wrote down the directions. That didn't really seem to help my directionally challenged brain. I thought I was getting better with directions, but obviously not. I think I just need to learn to trust my instincts. I went on some roads this weekend way in the country that I could never find again if I tried. I showed up to the cookout late, but at least I finally found it. My dad and sister both have the gift of directions (if that exists). You could put them in a car in a place they had never been, and they would be found in no time. Maybe one day I'll learn their secret, but it didn't happen this weekend.