“Turn at the goats.” That was it, the
complete driving directions we received when calling the Quilt and Textile Center.
“The goats?” we asked.
“Yes, the goats,” which was repeated three more times during
the conversation.
Finally giving up and hanging up, my front seat navigator turned to me perplexed. “What goats?” she asked me. I shrugged. In my eight years in this coastal community,
I have never seen a goat. Plenty of
cows, but no goats.
It wouldn’t have been quite so frustrating if we hadn’t already…
… been traveling back and forth on the same six mile loop
for over an hour looking for the Center,
…stopped at the Visitors Center which was closed on a
Saturday during the busy tourist season providing no help,
…followed the attraction signs which pointed us in a different direction
altogether,
…or, learned the GPS system directs to you the fairgrounds
on the other side of the city.
So we abandoned our plans to see the Quilt and Textile
Center and headed back home to Netarts on Hwy 101. A
mile down the road we come upon another sign to the Center and decide on one, last
ditch effort to find the place. A few
blocks past the sub shop and car wash, we see the building. Hooray!
As we turn in, off to the right there is a house with a play structure
in the yard and, imagine that, a couple of goats lying down in the tall
grass. We can just barely see their ears sticking up and it's not a herd of goats or a landmark by any means.
When we finally walked in the front door we were greeted by
the Center Staff who were completely unfazed as we described our journey. Without even a hint of concern that visitors
might not be able to find them, they simply stated once again, “Well, we told you to turn
at the goats.”
Note: We were the only car in the parking lot.
