I was headed to the sport club for my badminton game, just like every Sunday. I always take the Heratsi road with because it is free and smooth. But today I decided to buy good bread for my mother and took the Abovyan road to stop near Bagette and get some. First, I parked near the church and was deeply convinced it was the junction of Abovyan and Sayat-Nova, not Toumanyan where one shop was located. So I park the car, quite parallel and properly, and leave it, and cross the street just to find out it was not the location of the shop I needed. Well, I sat and drove to the next junction, near the target, to find there is of course no police to squeeze my white horse. And this is when I quickly fastened my seat belt to drive on and stop at the other branch around Republic Square. Do you think this was a good idea? Well, it was, indeed. Just before I got to Vazgen Sargsyan street to find the police closed the street for a crazy bike ride and I have literally no access to the shop. All I had to do was to go back to my usual road to orange fitness with disappointment and failed attempts to do something good, and yet unasked.
Moral of the story.
Did I do what I wanted? No.
Was it a good idea to take another road, even if to please my dearest person? No.
How did I feel? Wasted.
Having said this, it is not a bad idea to always take the same route and go your own way, the old and good way, and then maybe you won't even be bothered by not parking in parallel streets and ways blocked road works, bike tournaments and the police.
