I am terminally direction-challenged.
That inner compass most people are born with? No evidence here. Which may partly explain why I always say I’m headed “down to Boston” to teach at BU.
(I live in New York City, so…..no.)
It might also explain why I always end up on the sunny side of the bus after very careful consideration. Which side is east…and which is west?
If I ever get that straight, I’ll give you a holler. Right now I am enjoying the sun’s warmth.
Ths bus’ AC is killing me!