All it takes...

“It is my belief that everything you need to know about the world can be learned in a church choir.”~Connie Willis.
All it takes is one wrong turn ~ & we took it!    Argh.  Serious meltdown.   Did I ever mention how much I hate Brisbane?  Round & round we went, totally clueless but when Star wedged me in the busyway I lost it.

  So this morning I rethought things because getting home is never an issue.  We fly like an arrow to the mark.  Last night we came down the highway  so I looked at the map again & decided to be very brave & try going in on the highway.  I've never done this & I hate getting on & off the highway in high traffic areas.  So confusing with all the lanes travelling at 80~100ks & big green signposts looming disturbingly soon but I thought we might just manage 2nd time round.  And this from the woman who swore last night she was never, ever driving in Brisbane again!  Serious lack of confidence.

 I showed Star the grid we needed to work, counting of the lights before we needed to turn & though we had to do the circuit twice it was not a drama & we ducked into the right car park with loads of time to spare ~ unlike yesterday when we couldn't find a car park that didn't shut at 6pm & drove round & round frantically till we finally found metered street parking ~ which was a drama all on it's own.  These things take credit cards these days.  I tell you, it is all too much for me.  We were late for rehearsal & so disorientated Star took off in the wrong direction.  Brisbanites are a friendly lot & we were redirected & rerouted in the kindliest fashion.

 The robes get dragged out once a year for these things.  Star is third from the left singing altos.

And the tree looked rather super once it was all lit up like a sparkler.

One down; two to go.