Memory stirred when I saw that marvelous picture by Barbara Martin of the multi-tiered garage at Community Concourse in downtown San Diego (Sept. 27). And even more struck by the caption which ended: "So far, no one has gotten lost."
At least one couple has! My husband and I, longtime Symphony-goers, parked there for years, so we knew winding around and around and descending snail-like, and some years back, timorously, for then this was the glory road of young, wild skateboarders who practically grazed descending wheels.
One night, arriving late, we wound up and up, till a vacant spot loomed, and rushed to be seated. Afterward, joining the milling throng, waiting for inadequate elevators, when we finally got to ascend, we discovered we must have gotten out on the wrong floor. Up and down, for it seemed at least an hour--till finally, in desperation, we went outside--it was raining--found a phone.
Police concurred the car must have been stolen when they could not find it either. It was posted as a stolen vehicle. We drippingly found a cab--and home.