I missed the turn again. I laughed to myself as I turned around again. I could see the rental car agency employees watching me - I imagine they were quite amused by the person in the Smartcar who was comically circling the rental return lot and repeatedly missing the right turn. The early morning darkness and confusing signs weren't helpful for someone who has poor navigational skills at baseline. I finally made the correct turn and triumphantly whizzed up to the return kiosk. I felt a bit sheepish as I traded in the keys and shrugged on my backpack. I would miss that little car - I'd had it just a few days but already it felt like mine.
