“Turn Right...”
Husband had bought a GPS thing a few years ago. We were somewhere down in Alabama; blindly following its directions. It had us going down an old road that quickly turned into a dirt cattle trail that turned into pure mud at one point. I can’t remember just how we got out of that one. Aliens I suppose; or maybe husband managed to turn the car around. - We did get to our destination; which was a place we had, ironically, been a few years before when it was under some other name. - I did manage to use the restroom before I busted; although it was not a terribly welcoming situation.