Ali vs Google Maps

March 4th

I didn't lug all my stuff to Adelaide, since I'm heading back to Melbourne in less than two weeks; for some reason, however, my map of Adelaide didn't make the cut and I've been making due with a relatively shabby (but free) one from the tourist information booth.

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Wednesday morning. I leave the house a little after 9am, heading beyond the border of North Adelaide to volunteer at The Gasworks Theatre for the fringe. With Google's directions carefully recorded in my book, there's no reason I shouldn't get there by 10am.
Except that Barton Terrace West doesn't connect to War Memorial. And when I do find War Memorial, there's not really a "right" to turn onto, so I go sort-of-left-ish.

And walk for ages, looking for Park Terrace.

War Memorial circles the golf course and there's not much around. Finally, I approach a bigger cross street. This must be it. Except that it's King William.
Which means that after an hour and a half of walking, I'm about 5 minutes away from where I started. Not even kidding. A full circle around North Adelaide.

The same route, except turning right at War Memorial and I arrive at Gasworks 3 hours after leaving the house, tired and cantankerous. One of my tasks is to spray paint bean bag chairs in the wind. Ugh.

The next day, Erik and Bec offer to give me a drive, I'm sure to save me from having a repeat adventure. They must think I am ridiculously incompetent.

Google maps, may I never doubt you again!