Henrik and Esme drove north for their weekend trip. Henrik watched the road signs. Esme slept in the passenger seat.
亨里克和埃斯梅向北开车去周末旅行。亨里克留意着路标。埃斯梅在副驾驶座上睡着了。
At exit 42, he turned off too early. He did not see the sign for exit 44. The car left the highway and entered a small town.
在42号出口，他下得太早了。他没有看到44号出口的路标。车驶离了高速公路，开进了一个小镇。
Esme woke up and looked around. "This doesn't look right," she said. "Where are we?"
埃斯梅醒了，四下看了看。“这看起来不对，”她说，“我们这是在哪儿？”
Henrik checked his phone, but there was no signal in the hills. "My phone shows nothing," he said. "We need another plan."
亨里克看了看手机，可是山里没有信号。“我的手机什么也显示不出来，”他说，“我们得想别的办法。”
Esme opened the glove box and pulled out an old paper map. Her father gave it to her years ago. She always kept it in the car.
埃斯梅打开手套箱，拿出一张旧的纸质地图。那是她父亲多年前给她的。她一直把它放在车里。
"Let's find the town name first," she said. She traced the roads with her finger. She found a small dot.
“我们先找到镇子的名字，”她说。她用手指顺着道路比画，找到了一个小点。
"Here we are," she said. "We took the wrong exit. The right road is just north of here."
“我们在这儿，”她说，“我们下错出口了。正确的路就在这儿的北边。”
Henrik turned the car around and followed her directions. They passed a small farm and a quiet church. Soon, they found the highway again.
亨里克把车掉了头，照着她指的方向开。他们经过一个小农场和一座安静的教堂。不久，他们又找到了高速公路。
"I'm glad you kept that old map," Henrik said.
“我真庆幸你留着那张旧地图，”亨里克说。
Esme folded it back into the glove box. "Paper doesn't lose its signal," she said with a smile.
埃斯梅把它折好放回手套箱。“纸不会没信号，”她笑着说。
They drove on, back on the right road.
他们继续往前开，又回到了正确的路上。
