u/detentionbarn

Spent half my life traversing Massachusetts both professionally and for fun, almost all pre-cellphones and nav systems. I don't get lost. But put me in Lowell or Watertown any day any year no matter how many times, and I'm a whimpering mess.

The Lowell Connector just dumps you off, and access to the bridges, and then somehow I'm praying to see a sign for Rte. 113 or 133 so I can decamp to Dracut or Tewksbury and stop hyperventilating.

Entering Watertown by Mt Auburn (a real gem) is fine but each furlong closer to the Rte 16/20 vortex scrambles my brain and Galen Street and somehow I look up and it's like I'm on Mars.