Taxi!!

This week we took our car to Amman for some repairs.  We knew it would take a few hours, so we asked the Hammonds to pick us up.  Later, when it was time to pick up our car, the Hammonds couldn't take us and they suggested we take a taxi.  "Ok" we said, "no problem."  Then we went outside, stood by the street and waited.  After about 10 minutes a driver came along and stopped for us.  He didn't speak English, but we had the directions on a piece of paper.  He indicated he could take us there and took off in the wrong direction.

We didn't panic too much, because we thought he might know a better way to get there, but when he took the road to Salt and ended up in a neighborhood we knew we were in trouble.  We really knew we were in trouble when he pulled over to ask a guy for directions.

About this time I remembered the GPS in my bag, so I pulled it out, punched in Kia and we were on our way.  "Doreen!!" (straight ahead)  I yelled from the back seat.  "Ishmael!!" (turn left),  "doreen!!" (go straight) and we followed the GPS.  Finally, miraculously, we arrived at our destination.  "Shukran"  (thank you)!  Lynn paid him 5 Dinars and we ran into the service center just as they were getting ready to close.

Whew!  We are to thankful for the GPS, our modern day Liahona.  We really don't know what we would do without it.

"And it (the Liahona) pointed the way whither we should go into the wilderness."   1 Nephi 16:10