Nothing wrong with using GPS in general, but I have found it 
increasingly frustrating to be in the car with Mom and here telling me 
to look something up on GPS.  Sure we still use the car navigation to 
not miss the turn when going to the lake house, but when it is something
 we in general know where it is it drives me nuts to spend time looking 
it up on my phone than at least giving us a chance to find it. I guess I
 kind of get in Huntsville, but it isn't hard with almost everything on 
two roads.
This past week I especially got annoyed at her because we were back in 
Tucson and we (or at least I) know the area and seriously if you can't 
find El Charro downtown without GPS can you say you ever really lived in
 Tucson!
I guess I'm sort of nostalgic in finding our way as I remember learning 
my way around Tucson when I was seven and not only was Tucson new to us,
 but also our nanny.  We got lost a lot, but I guess I loved adventures 
(i.e. misadventures) back then, too.
Part of why Mom's GPS reliance drives me nuts is also that it's like she
 doesn't trust we will get there without it.  Sure it doesn't always 
work without GPS, but trust me sometimes we will get there without it 
even if we have to go in a circle (look up Explorer Blvd., Huntsville 
and you'll see how a wrong turn actually was just the very slight long 
way and not worth Mom's GPS freak out).
Back to this past week and Mom asking me to pull up GPS to get somewhere
 for the second time that day.  First off, I'll admit we kind of needed 
GPS in the first instance, but I still say we would have found the place
 without it because I already had said there's just one shopping center 
on the corner left to look and she just had to first stop and pull up 
GPS rather than investigate firsthand.  When she tried to do that again 
later to find El Charro I told her it's like the song Automatic sung by 
Miranda Lambert, which she wasn't familiar with, so I successfully 
distracted her by working on downloading it while also successfully 
directing her to El Charro.  We didn't even have a misadventure unless 
you count going almost all the way around the block to find the entrance
 to the parking lot.
 
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