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Do You Have A Lack Of Sense of Directions?

Do You Have A Lack Of Sense of Directions?

My sense of direction is extremely poor, to the point of being totally ludicrous.  If I naturally think left, I can be assured the direction is right.  It is beyond just being “a bad sense of direction”, and my family and friends (especially my husband, who is a walking Atlas) find it hard to believe my sense of direction, or lack of, could be so abysmal.

On the topic of directions, maps are for turning upside down.  It isn't possible to read otherwise, is it?

Can you relate?  Is there a scientific recognition for this problem?  Is it a problem that runs in the family?   

We owned a holiday house for 6 years, only a one hour drive from our home.  I guarantee the drive was only one hour for us when my husband drove.  Every time I drove there, I took a wrong turn, (with children complaining and laughing in the background that Mum “did it again”) and we arrived safely, stressed and more grey hairs for me, but 3 hours later. 

This setback doesn’t only stem to directions.  I have developed a horrendous practice of not remembering where I parked the car.  Add that to my lack of directions, and it is a recipe for disaster.

One day I travelled to Melbourne with my father.  We were attending separate meetings, and I was to travel home alone.  Of course, this didn’t take place as I couldn’t find my car, even after 2 hours searching, pressing the clicker on the keyring, longing to see the flashing lights of my car opening, I had to wait for my father to show me where the car was parked.

Today I had a similar experience.  Moving to Melbourne this week, I shopped at a new complex.  Knowing it was a short walk to my car, carrying approximately 10 bags of shopping, because let’s face it, who requires a shopping trolley, I headed off to my car.  Half an hour later, perspiration forming, arms stretching, shoulders pulled out of place, pressing of the clicker, I discovered there was more than one floor to the car park.

If you can relate to this, I would love to hear from you, especially if you have any solutions.  Happy journeys, and of course, if I think it’s left, I need to say right.

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Our Weekend Escape - Lake House, Daylesford

Our Weekend Escape - Lake House, Daylesford