Which way do we Turn?

OK! So I have to tell you this joke that's been rolling around in my head for weeks now since it is so appropriate after our little trip up the mountain...or should I say the backside of the mountain :0!

Here's the joke:
There were three guys out hiking in the woods when all the sudden they happened upon a huge raging river. They all stood there and stared at each other, then the first one said, "Oh Lord, make me big and strong so I can swim across this mighty river," and "POOF" just like that he grew these ginormous muscles, dove into the water and started swimming. It look him two hours to get to the other side. The second guy looked at the third guy then looked up into the heavens and said, "Oh Lord, make me wiser then my friend and give me a boat so I can cross this mighty river in less time then he," and "POOF" a boat appeared so he climbed in and started paddling across. It took him an hour-and-a half to get to the other side. The third guy standing alone on the opposite bank looked up into the heavens and said, "Oh Lord, make me wiser then both my friends so I can get to the opposite side in less time then they," and "POOF" God turned him into a woman. She picked up her map and compass, headed upstream 100 yards and crossed the bridge to the other side in 20 minutes. So what is the moral of the story? I don't know, I don't remember, I was laughing too hard when I heard the joke. Sweet hubby didn't find it as amusing as this little girl did :0.

Anyway, before we left town on Friday we decided to print out a copy of the directions to the hotel we were staying in then headed down the highway. Once we crossed into Arizona I pulled out my trusty AAA map to see what our route looked like only to discover that Yahoo maps had us headed into Phoenix and around the backside of the mountain, but I knew there was a shorter route so I mentioned it to hubby. "Is that what Yahoo maps says to do?" says he. "No, but I did live in this state for 10 years and traveled this road every weekend for a year," says I. "Why don't we just stick to what Yahoo maps says," he replies. "But Honey, there's a quicker way which is more scenic up the front side of the mountain not the back," me again.
So we follow Yahoo maps and we end up in the middle of a huge traffic jam through down town Phoenix. It took us a whole hour longer to get there.
So, on the way home we decided to travel the road that was familiar and scenic as well as therapeutic.
The moral of the story...if the wife suggests another route maybe we should take the other route. After all, she is the one holding the map and the compass :).