It's hard enough driving east in the morning on Amarillo Boulevard in the medical center area heading into the rising sun, but with the sun in your eyes, not quite sure where you're going and traffic on your tail makes for an interesting morning.
I had slowed down when I got near my destination, but still shot past it while leading a conga line of vehicles doing 40 mph down the boulevard. I switched to the lefthand lane looking for one of those turn-around lanes that sneak up on you. I finally found one nearly to Bell Street, turned around and drove much slower heading west. There's not as much traffic going west on the boulevard as there is going east, so I could get away with it.
I found one of the turn lanes right where it needed to be, turned into the medical complex and spent time looking for building No. 2, which a resonable person would think would be next to or across from building No. 1. It isn't, unless you turn the correct way. But they don't have signs indicating which way is correct until you bear right and there it is, bigger'n Dallas, building No. 24.
That's why I allow extra time if I'm running an errand in an unfamiliar part of town.