Turn right. Turn right.
There. That road is beautiful. Look at the enthralling trees and vibrant wild flowers. Picture perfect.
But… we need to go straight.
Please baby. It’s like the entrance to some enchanted fairy tale.
I don’t know, hon. This doesn’t even show up on the map. We don’t know where it goes.
Baby, we are on vacation. You need to relax. Let’s just go where our heart leads us. Pretty please.
And so they turned… and drove on and on and on… down the unending road; because not every fairy tale has a happy ending.