Gwen and I went to Birmingham on Monday. We were ready to go home, but got confused as to which parking garage we had used. We ended up going to the wrong one and spent the next hour trying to find our way back to the Jeep.
Gwen found a UAB employee and asked her to help us. I told the lady, “I think we parked in the 7th Av garage, but I am not sure.” She asked me if I had my parking ticket. That’s when it dawned on me. The garage name is on the parking ticket, which has been in my bag the whole time.
I wonder about myself sometimes.
While we were wandering around lost, I noticed some interesting looking statues and decided to take a few photos. I guess it wasn’t a total waste of time.