Navigating to a party on Saturday night (with a woman who can read maps! A good reason — not that another one was needed — to hold onto her!) it became apparent from looking at the Melway that the street in question
- has three names over its 6 kilometre length
- over the stretch we traversed, has only one name, but at one point the street numbers start over again
- and the odds and evens switch sides
- and the highs and lows switch directions too
Conclusive proof, I think, that town planners are evil sadistic bastards.
Amazingly, we got there with only one wrong turn. And that was only because the street sign was too tiny to read while zooming past the turn.