Nansy wasn't a place. She was a person. Specifically, she was my best friend Leo’s 74-year-old grandmother, who had recently discovered a YouTube channel about "extreme urban exploration." When Leo’s parents shipped her off to our suburban cul-de-sac for two weeks, we expected quiet evenings of tea and cookie recipes. Instead, we got a manifesto.

Thus began the summer of Nansy’s Grand Teen Funs Extravaganza .

It was the summer that nearly broke the GPS, and certainly broke the definition of "teen fun," thanks to Nansy. teen funs nansy