My mother is visiting from Albuquerque,
and yesterday went for a walk in the neighborhood.
She was approached by a woman who was lost.
The woman was visiting from San Antonio
and had been running the trails with her boyfriend.
(Our neighborhood is surrounded by 2400+ acres of open space
and there are lots of trails).
Apparently, despite him telling her to stay close,
when he headed onto a lower trail,
she opted for a higher trail.
She lost sight of him and had no idea where she was.
Mom brought her home.
After failed Google attempts to figure out name of boyfriend’s condo complex,
she remembered the major cross streets in his neighborhood.
I told her I could run back there with her and she was game,
but then I realized we didn’t know the exact location so running was a bad idea.
Instead, I drove her to the neighborhood and she was able to recognize enough
landmarks to find her boyfriend’s place (she turned giddy with relief when she saw
the horses she was looking for: "Horses! Horses!")
She knew his garage key pad code so could get in.
Which was good because he was undoubtedly driving around looking for her.
Moral of the story: When someone says "stay close," heed the advice.