This weekend, I took a trip to Kansas City, Missouri. Although I’d been there before and kinda new the route, I wanted to be sure, so I got turn by turn directions.
The man’s way.
You got that?
It’s easy to pick up and see without having to find your place on a crowded page and it’s better than having an untrustworthy voice on the phone telling me where to go.
Although, I confess, I printed a map of the neighborhood where I was going.
Because I want to know the layout of nearby streets so I know where to look for my turns and what to do if I missed them without waiting for a satellite to help my mobile device recalculating.
I may not have been a scout, but I can read a road map. Which will serve me post-apocalypse, maybe.