I live in this wonderful section of NE Philly that I swear time forgot.
Within this section, I live on a street that was created in 1940. It was in the middle of a corn farm. The previous owner told me she used to run out in the corn field as a little girl and pick corn and throw it in the corn pit they had dug in the backyard (nothing remains of that pit). No lie, this was the only strip of houses, aside from farm houses, up until the mid 1960's.
That's when houses starting popping up everywhere.
And our little strip of houses was in the middle. No sidewalks to speak of. If a car comes down our street, unless they live here, they are probably lost. It's nothing like the Philly people would picture in their minds at the mention of the city.
About two blocks over, our street continues; however, the two are not connected. And the other street is off of a main drag. Hence, whenever I mention my street name, inevitably someone from the area says, "Oh yeah, that's off such and such" to which I reply "No, that's the other street".
So there is my dilemma.
Anything that needs to be delivered or any servicing this house may need is a guarantee that the driver of whatever business will get lost. It happens every ... single ... friggin ... time.
I'm waiting for the phone to ring any second now.