Yesterday after I got the car I picked Johnny G up at work and we headed out to Smiths. We got the vitals such as 24 cans of Mountain Dew and 36 bottles of beer. Then on a lark we headed for Park City.

I had at this stage gotten to grips with driving on the right and the automatic gears. The next thing I had to deal with was the spiders web that is the Interstate.

From the first turn we were headed in the wrong direction. After turning around we were going in the right way but I now had to contend with the speed limit. Speed Limit signs here aren’t the handy black on a circular white sign with the red border. Instead they are white or yellow with seemingly any combination of numbers on it. And I’m pretty sure everyone was going faster than it. But what’s important is that I was driving on the interstate. A four lane highway. With cars over taking me on both sides.

As I was driving I had trouble maintaining a steady speed. I eventually figured out why the buttons on the left side of the steering while weren’t doing anything to the radio. They were for the cruise control. Knowing this I set about trying to figure out to get it to turn on. Many a wheel jerk later I was dancing a jig on the floor with the cruise control working and Johnny G freaking out.

Half an hour later we were on the outside of what we think was Park City. Now we just had to figure out how to actually get in there. We ended up flippin a bitch twice. The first time in a cul de sac, the second on a road I thought was a one way street which I was going down the wrong way.

It was getting late so we decided to head back to SLC. We were ten minutes out when Johnny suggested we find somewhere to turn around and head back. This was my turn to freak out. I thought we were going to Salt Lake. Turns out my sense of direction is that bad. We were nearly in a little place called Worship, which is definitely somewhere I want to visit. I bet there are loads of Polygamy loving mormons there. We turned on a ranch exit and headed back the way we came.

A half hour of uneventful driving later we were eating delicious hamburgers from wendy’s and everything was good.