Blog #4 - Fourth Post

I was on way way back into Finch Pointe from out of town visiting my best friend that lived about 75 miles away. When I was getting close to the city limits of Finch Pointe, there was this guy in an old beat-up pickup truck that rolled down his window and motioned for directions. When I rolled down my window, he said, "I am trying to find this hotel in Finch Pointe and I am getting really frustrated that I cannot find it." I then asked, "Do you have an address of the hotel because I can use my GPS to help get directions for you?" He responded, "Those GPS things are spooky because they talk and they can track where you are and you do not even have to tell it anything." I said "Well, it helps me get to where I am trying to go." He told me, "the address is 1775 Black Avenue."