Things were going smoothly. Greg and I were having great conversation, Juliette fell asleep, and Brady was entertained watching TV. We headed into some construction, but following the signs to Agrigento, we were making good progress. Then we made a turn. The right turn, perhaps not, but regardless here we were. It was obvious some construction was going on, but that wasn’t unusual. To make things seem a little more legitimate, a van in front of us also made the turn. So here we go. All of a sudden, out of nowhere appears a giant…and I mean GIANT hole just to the left of our car. In front of us the road is at least 6 inches higher. We must make a decision. Most normal people would feel that it would not be a wise decision to continue on this path, however, that is not the decision that was made. Our car, armed with our master driver (this isn’t a joke, Greg really is a master driver), bumped, Bumped, BUMPED its way up onto the new road. So, now I am very aware of the road we should be on… the one with all the cars driving on it, and I am also very aware of the large gaps (yes, there was more than one) in the road we are on. And of course, since this seemed perfectly normal and because we could see what appeared to be a merge onto the correct road ahead, we forged on. After driving over the second gap in the road, a wise decision to turn around was made. Our master driver (again, not a joke) backed us up over the gaps and back down onto the road below. At this point, Brady started yelling “We’re going to fall into the hole!!” We made it back onto the appropriate, open for business road and continued on our way!
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