Ernest had to have a new jacket altered at Men's Wearhouse so yesterday I invited myself along to pick it up.
As we were driving around, Ernest asked "Where's Gibraltar Road?" I sort of explained how to get there: You go past the mission somewhere, then you go up. Then I asked, do you want to go find it?
The queen of the missions was getting a facelift.
Then we went up, all right.
I love our detours. See one here, and another here.