Miss KT drove up to Santa Cruz for orientation day at college, then was planning to go to M's (father's former girlfriend, nice lady) to spend the night, since it's only an hour from college. If you'll remember the first time she drove to M's, she ended up in Monterey on the way home, and I had to tell her how to get back home. She just called. "How did I get on THIS freeway?" How do I know? I'm not a human GPS. I haven't lived in the Bay Area for about 18 years. I don't remember the exact freeway configurations. Sigh. I swear this child needs a keeper...or a GPS implanted somewhere. The problem would be getting her to follow the directions.