Wedding Crashers FAIL

This weekend we went to the wedding of my very good friend Tommy and his lovely bride Ashley.

Well, we tried to go to the wedding. Long story short, Map Reading FAIL. Of biblical proportion. The wedding was at 5:00 and we left our hotel at 4:30, looking good and feeling pretty great about ourselves for making the drive from Dallas to Austin that day, getting ready in :45 minutes and getting out the door in time.

We should have allowed for an hour. At least.

It started at the hotel. The Man wanted to load the address into the GPS system in my car. However, I’ve been burned one too many times of late by GPS. Case in point, Atlanta. While trying to get to AT&T headquarters, I ended up smack dab in the middle of the most expensive neighborhood in Atlanta, Buckhead, at a dead end with the GPS yelling at me, “Turn Left, Turn Left!!!!” which had I listened to her would have meant I drove through the kitchen of an approximately 2.5 million dollar home. Meanwhile, I’ve got two minutes to get there and am summarily rocking back and forth in the fetal position yelling “Make it stop talking!!! Make it stop talking!!!” over and over again.

Wait. Where was I? Oh yes, so I totally shut him down on the GPS.

My Bad.

Get a map printed out from the hotel and The Man trusted me to read the directions to him while he drove. Silly, silly Man. Here’s a snippet of the conversation:

4:30:
The Man: We’ve got plenty of time…we are good!
4:40:
The Man: What does the map say now?
TSM: Says merge onto Mopac and go for 4.7 miles.
The Man: You ARE SUCH a good navigator.
TSM: (Smiles smugly)
4:50
The Man: Are you sure? Because I think we’ve gone over 5 miles and I’m not seeing the exit.
TSM: *Sigh* Of course I’m sure, it should be right up here…
4:55
The Man: Sweetie? I think we went too far.
TSM: No, it clearly says here to exit Bee Caves road…it has to be coming right up…are you sure you looked at the mileage?
5:00
The Man: Hon? That’s a dead end to the highway right up there.
TSM: *inserts dread into range of emotions*
5:05
TSM: Uh oh. I read the map wrong, we were only supposed to go .04 miles on Mopac to Bee Caves? And what is this 2244?
The Man: Um, that would be the sign we should be looking for, it goes by highways not street names.
TSM: Oh. Still think I’m a good navigator?
The Man: Still think it’s a good idea not to use the GPS?

After taking the map away from me, we finally arrived at the church at 5:25 right as the wedding ended. We did however, after yet another hit and miss, find the reception which was only one mile down the same road.

A few pictures: