Until yesterday I was sure that my daughter was the queen of geographically challenged. When we lived in Co-Op City in the Bronx, and she lived in a building 5 minutes drive from us, we made the arrangement that she was coming to a family dinner. She just got her own car and instead of a 20 minute walk, she could just be at our place in no time at all. There was one relatively short road that she walked before, so how more simple this could be.
We got the dinner ready and we waited, and waited, and waited. It was a pre cell phone era, and we could not get in touch with her. She called an hour later, and said that she got tired trying to find us, and gave up. Great she was able to find her way back to her own place.
In Daytona Beach our office is in the Oceanfront resort, and one of the reasons in choosing the place was the simplicity to find it. Take International Speedway Boulevard all the way to Atlantic Ave. (and you can't go further as there is the ocean), make a right turn and our resort is the second building on the left. How easier can be the directions? But believe it or not, sometimes we get a call and frustrated customer says "I got lost".
Where we live now, it is very difficult to get lost. On the Beachside in Daytona you are sandwiched between the ocean and the river, and the distance between them is from a couple of hundred yard to 1/3 of a mile.
But my guest, a 20-year old student from Moscow, a daughter of Olga's student back in school in the Russian Arctic, set the world record yesterday. We live a mile and a half to the end of the island. And that;s where the lighthouse is. This lighthouse is our pride. It is the tallest in Florida, still operational, and, of course, it is the most beautiful Lighthouse you can imagine.
So, we left for the office, and our young and charming guest, a student of School of Journalism at Moscow University, decided to take a walk and go the Lighthouse.
We came back earlier than usual, but our guest was not at home. She came later, walked in and declared that she got lost. Our 7-story condo building is right between the two roads, and you can't miss it even if you want. So, how could she miss it? Well, she was on the beach. Of course, you can still see our condo from the beach.
Long story short, she passed our condo, walked that 1.5 miles, then another 4 miles until she saw the pier, Here it became obvious that she somehow got lost. She asked a lady where Ponce Inlet was, and the lady simply put her in the car and drove her back.
She is a nice lady. Or maybe she knows someone, who gets lost even where it is impossible to get lost.
If you are serious in your desire to get lost in Ponce Inlet, let me know and we will find something for you.
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