After dinner in Philadelphia I wanted to drive back to my hotel in Delaware but I got on the freeway going the wrong way.
No problem, get off at the next exit, turn under the freeway, get back on. I had picked an exit that does not have a corresponding entrance.
I am driving around at night in what I was later told is the most dangerous part of the city. I am looking for a freeway sign on my left. I hop a curb on my right. I barely get the rental car off of the curb, and see a 7-11 just a block ahead.
I park my car go inside and ask for directions. Everyone in the place is black. I am white. They don't even answer me before they tell me I need to leave. I ask for directions again. They tell me it is not safe for me to be there. They will not even let me buy a cup of coffee before they send me on my way.
They were truly concerned for may welfare. They left such a good impression on me that I still can't believe it was really a bad part of town.
__________________
"Asking a bomb squad if an old bomb is still "real" is not the best thing to do if you want to save it." - denim
|