Trapped at the Craft Show?

A craft show is not a place that odd things happen.  People go to the show and walk around and sometimes buy some things.  Vendors set-up their tables, chairs and products and then they pack them up in the end.  There are usually no surprises, it's a very common thing to do.

The craft show I went to in my home town of Brighton, Colorado had vendors in two different buildings.  Since they were building a new parking that wasn't ready yet, they asked vendors to park in a parking lot that was further away so customers could park close to the buildings. I thought it was at the end of the world, but it was closer than that.

I moved my car and followed the signs for "vendor parking." It was far down the main road in front of the buildings and I pulled into a large lot with a few cars and then a smaller gated area.  When I got out of the car I realized there was no shortcut and I would have to walk all the way back along the road.  After a minute or two of walking, there was a young woman on a golf cart and she was waiting to drive people back.

I had Lily, my mannequin with me, and the girl thought it was hysterical.  I told her that if she drove me back at the end of the show, I would show off the museum in my car.

At the end of the show I started to walk back for five or ten minutes and the same girl picked me up again and I was carrying Lily again.  As we approached the area where my car was, the fence was locked. It was the construction area and everyone had gone home.

As I stood at the gate with a chain on it, there was some room to squeeze in. Was there enough room? I was thinking of putting a foot in and getting on the ground, but the girl stopped me.  She told me to hop into the golf cart and we would go around and see if there was another entrance. She was driving pretty fast and I was hanging on to Lily, when my driver said, "don't lose your head."  When she finally stopped, I was able to take this picture of Lily, whose hair was pretty messed up.

Instead of taking apart some of the fence which they were going to do, there was a way they could open an unlocked gate wide enough and I could drive through.  This is a picture of my car escaping the locked in construction area. (I stopped to take the picture, the car is not driving itself)  I think I have to pay more attention to where I'm parking.