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I wanted to get up early so that I could beat the rush and make it to the cottage at a respectable time (i.e. before lunch). Well, let's just say that things never go the way you plan them and the better that you plan, the worse your plans will go awry.
So I left the house a little later than expected. I didn't bring a map either, and I didn't fill up on gas. The map I really didn't have too much of a problem with, although it would've helped me in the end. I'll explain why later.
The gas issue was different. I tend to run my tank as dry as it'll go before filling it up. It's a bad habit I know, especially when you're out in the middle of nowhere and you're due for a refill. Traffic going up wasn't too bad. It was heavy yes, but at least it was moving. It's just crazy the fact that there's only one major highway that goes up to these parts. Speak of a huge bottleneck! (Is that an oxymoron?)
So, looking at the map I had printed out the day before, I knew I had to look for a certain road number six. So I drove, and drove, and drove..
Strange, the highway seems to be shrinking. Odd, I seem to be going past the city. I could've sworn that I was supposed to be near it. I decided to turn around, and realized to my dismay, that I had passed a number of landmarks that were written on the map. But because the road I was looking for was the first landmark (which also was the road I was supposed to get off on), I never paid attention to any of the other landmarks until I double checked the map. I ended up taking the long way out to the cottage, taking the northern route instead of the southern one.
It was only while I was already in the bush that I realized that the number on the map could be construed as a three. *takes closer look* Still looks like a six to me.
I arrived at the driveway and looked up. WAY up. This, has got to be one of the steepest driveways I've ever seen. No wonder why they had a spot for "winter parking". I was a little worried that my poor car would lose grip and slide down, but fortunately, some bricks and wooden planks were laid down in the road to provide better grip. If it wasn't for that, I'd hate to drive up on a rainy day..
I made it to the house at half-past twelve. There were already a number of cars around and people were milling about inside. The cottage was really nice. It's fairly large, and it's situated at a nice spot overlooking the lake. The one thing that bothered me were the bugs. There were a LOT of them, and they included black flies and mosquitos. They must've been delayed by the cool weather or something, but they were out in force when I arrived. It was nigh impossible to breathe without one of these critters getting near your face.
I had arrived just in time to join everyone else in going down to the water.
