Technically, you can go home again, but there are all sorts of obstacles and it takes twice as long. Let me explain.
I live north of town. Tonight I was going to a little birthday get-together on the south end of town. It took me 30 minutes of driving time (during the evening commute) to get to the party restaurant. Pizza — yum!! Check out the calamari. Little baby squid with
Then there was this one with sopresetta, fresh basil, and mushrooms.
After two hours of chit-chat and eating, it was time to leave. I left in plenty of time to be home before dark. Now it is decision time. Should I go to the east–which should be faster because I can jump on a highway for the last 8 miles. Or should I go to the west, which is all residential, but arterials. Or, I could go straight through the center of downtown.
I came through the east route, so it should be faster as the evening commute is over.
Wrong!! First there is a train blocking the road. Complete standstill. Not a wheel is moving. No problem. I will just turn left and go a mile or so until I can go under the overpass.
I do that, then there is a second train. At least this one is moving. No prob. I’ll just turn left again and skirt the choo-choo. Are you kidding me!! A third train blocking the road!! So now I am basically on the straight route home, but driving through a busy college campus.
Finally, I think all is good when the road ahead is blocked by a fire truck that is backing into their stationhouse. Only a very short wait for that delay.
I finally get home, 50 minutes after I left. It should have taken me maybe 25 minutes; it took me 30 minutes to get there during rush hour traffic.
Thus I believe there is a conspiracy of you can’t go home again. The one positive note was that I went to the restroom before I left. Thank goodness!!