Ghost... paranormal

Today, my mother had to go to a seminar held in a hotel. So this morning I sent her to the city. My poor old mother can get disoriented easily. That is why, I have to send her to the city, because of the tendency of her getting lost. I might exaggerate here. So I literally sent her to the doorstep of the seminar room/ballroom. (yup, in this region, nobody dance in the ballroom. Ballroom is meant for government function or seminars or annual dinner. Our Cinderella didn't lose her shoe while dancing in the ballroom. Our Cinderella broke her fragile glass shoe after stuffing herself with Asian foods... just kidding)

Back to the ghost/paranormal thing my mother experienced. The seminar ends at 1 pm. So my mother went to the lift to get herself to the lobby. She was in the lift alone pressing the G button (G for ground floor which is the first level, the lobby). The lift cabin (or elevator cab...) reached the destined floor, floor G. But it was not the lobby. Instead of the lobby, she found herself in a corridor with row of doors. (seriously... Alice in the wonderland). After finding herself not in the lobby, she went back to the 4th floor, where the ballroom is. There, a kind lady ushered her to the lobby and they reached the lobby. She swore that she did press the G button like the lady did. (Actually, my mother never swore... I'm just exaggerating like always). When I sent her to the ballroom nothing happened to me. 

And I told her why in the hospital that I was attached to, there's yellow amulet in every lift cabin. Her face turn as white as a paper. (And all this while, she thought hospital is a hospitable place. nope it's hostile!)

Anyway let's forget the whole paranormal thingy. I found driving here a pleasure. No perpendicular parking space. Most are angled to ease the drivers. Large parking spaces. I even laughed at my mother, why on earth she hates parking her car in the basement. I even reverse-park a 4wd in a so called crampy basement parking lot. In other city, I never reverse park in the small parking lot in the basement. That while driving a standard sized sedan. The only gaffe is switching on the windshield wiper when I intend to switch the turn signal/indicator lights. Normal reaction if your're driving a continental style car to non-continental. (continental style as I'm not really driving a French or German car... nope, no Audi or Renault, just a standard Asian made/branded sedan)