This song led me through unknown mountains, beautiful unsigned villages, up and down roads. When it was getting dark and the panic overwhelmed me, Lyla started playing on the radio. And continued until I saw the city, until the road became familiar.
I was driving back home, earlier that day and after few hours of driving decided to stay at the hotel overnight. Was just about to arrive there, not more than 15 minutes far from the hotel, when the sign on the road showed required by-pass. The fuel in the car was already low, the lamp was blinking that it needed to be fed and on the regular road I knew, there were several gas stations further, where I wanted to stop and take the fuel. But I thought that there must have been some on the by-pass too, since the real road was cut. And started following the by-pass signs, which indeed were only a couple, on this long narrow hilly curvy 2 hours long road. That’s how long it took me, with the fuel getting lower and lower, while climbing constantly through the forest, villages, with only a few cars passed by and with absolutely no road signs to know where I was heading to or in which village at that moment I was. And not a one gas station.
With the night coming, the forest seemed darker and roads stranger and villages even more unfamiliar. I was already panicking, but the song kept me thinking clearly, the top of the mountain was reached and finally the road started getting down. The fuel got kept on the same level and not reducing with each curve, but going down the mountain took a while. The panic was still attacking me and when I saw the city lights in the distance and then the city sign, followed by the gas station, I screamed the city name with an incredible relief, started shaking and laughing.
I was further than the hotel where I wanted to stay in, had to find the way back and it was the night already but I had enough fuel to enjoy the surrounding and relax from the excitement I had.
The real travelogue should have not looked the same. The landscape was inspiring, the weather clear, with this beautiful song it would have been amazing experience. But instead I didn’t notice anything around me, not knowing where I was, trying to get back to the original road and tank the car. Only if there were enough signs to inform you how long the road was, where was the last gas station before you took that route, which city you were going to arrive at the end of by-pass, how far you were from it and which village you were going through.
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