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I went to the gym after work.  This was located in the middle of the town of Webster, New York.  Yes, the original home of the infamous Webster Dictionary.  I quickly ignored the street signs as I approached the gym.  What I also ignored was all the lawn chairs that the neighbors have set up along side of the road.

To my amazement, proceeding my workout session, I drove my car out of the parking lot and came to a dead halt at the entrance to the street.  There were lines of people up and down Main Street.  Apparently, a parade had developed, but has not made its way up this part of town yet.

Swiftly, I backed my car up, noticed a back exit out of the lot, and headed straight for that.  I hung a left and hoped that I would find an opening up the street for me to exit.  ‘Tis was no luck.  I turned the car around and headed back up the street in the opposite direction.  The road turned and curved back up.  Once again, I was headed toward Main Street.  I noticed that there were no other side streets along the way.  What I did notice was a walkway.  The walkway led out off to the side and parallel to Main Street.   It exited onto some sidewalks, which of course, was adjacent to the street.  I decided to chance it and barreled through all one hundred yards of this walkway with my Grand Prix.  This was one incident where wider was not better.

At the end of the walkway, I came to a stop as the traffic travelled in all directions around me.  All I could do was sit there and pretend everything was business as usual.  I received a few stares, but I do not think it was due to my incredible good looks; oh no, no, no.  Finally, I was able to proceed when the crosswalk flashed ‘Walk’.  I proceeded slowly, following some people off of the sidewalk and into the crosswalk.  I turned left and proceeded to normal street driving speed, reached into the glove compartment, and retrieved the packet of Mentos.
 

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