Having spent some time at this strange place that Mistmane had led them to, it was time for the crew to leave, for they had seen everything. And by everything, I mean everything on display and of interest for people to view, not literally every thing that had ever existed on the grounds that not only would it be impossible for people to see everything that had ever existed on the grounds that not all of it exists anymore, but that you could not possibly fit it all into a single place at once.
Well, enough of that confusing mess. Onwards with the story.
They then left the place, and took a right hand turn, initially tracing the route they had previously taken back along the road, before their path took them past one of those strange buildings a lot of people went inside for some reason, and they went to the left as they went past it.
They would eventually join a bigger road on their travels as they trudged along, and this road was a little wider, but still felt like a quiet country road rather than a road that would transport them across state lines.
"I got to know this type of road very well in Virginia," Rockhoof observed. "It was even a similar temperature to then!"
"I prefer desert heat," Flash admitted. "All this sweat it sticking to me!"
They weaved back and forth a bit on this road, but at long last their journey changed directions as they turned... left. Again. Please remember they were not making the speediest of progress, so their journey was a lot slower than it would have been in a car.
They went down a road jammed full of traffic, then wiggled along an access road that was equally blocked up. They then took a right hand turn and veered off onto another side road, before turning in at their destination. Now they only had to wait for the next car to arrive, and they could be on their way.