Gallivanting through New Jersey

I hadn't planned on blogging about yesterday's adventure.  But, there was a comment made by my mother yesterday that compelled me to take  the few minutes to post an amusing story.
Our morning began spending quality time with my brother and his family before taking off to make the trip home.  Our plans were to break up the trip by visiting Becky and Jon who had graciously offered to make us lunch.  Marty had spoken with Jon the night before to get directions since we has always approached their place from the opposite direction.
Once we hit the northern New Jersey line, we knew that the fun driving was over.  I'm sure that the traffic was compounded by the fact that it is Thanksgiving week and holiday shopping was in full force, plus it was lunch time.  As I attempted to direct Marty, it became quite obvious that the given route number did not exist.  It seemed as if we were driving in circles, there was no mercy from the New Jersey drivers when it came to shifting lanes or yielding, so we pulled over into a parking lot to call Becky for help.  While Marty was talking with Becky, and my dad was commenting that he thought that these kind of things only happen to them, my mother put her hand on my shoulder and said, "We're out gallivanting, aren't we?" I agreed wholeheartedly and decided that it was worth posting on the blog.
As you can see by the photo, we arrived safe and sound at our destination, had a wonderful visit, and headed home later in the day, none the worse for the wear, although I think my parents have had enough gallivanting adventures to last them awhile.