Does anyone else share my love for maps?
They don’t let you down like gps does. Three different times on our trip cross country, our gps took us to a vacant lot and said, “You have reached your destination.”
A vacant lot was not our destination, wrong again, gps.
We needed a gas station, a restaurant, and a Dodge dealership, and we found land with nothing on it. Boo!
I haven’t had my trusted Rand McNally atlas fail me yet.
Sure, it takes more concentration than mindlessly listening to a voice tell you where to go, but I haven’t been led astray by my atlas.
There is something so rewarding about highlighting where we’ve been and looking at the next destination with anticipation.