I DON’T MEAN to brag, but I am really good at getting lost.
There was that time I was driving to a photo shoot in Kearney, Ont., and I accidentally ended up in Kinmount—two hours away. Or the time I was visiting a cottage on Drag Lake, Ont., following Google Maps exactly—until before we almost drove into the barely-frozen lake. Or, from my own place and managed to get so turned around that she had to come out and find me.
