Miscommunication......

Sometimes driving down the road can and does present unexpected challenges....and "discussions". Sometimes it's the "old method" versus the "new technology". And sometimes neither one seems to work right.

When I am in the passenger seat I am the "navigator".....,and I like to look at a paper road map. It's interesting to see what's around the area as we travel the interstate highway system, or a secondary road.....or a gravel lane.

We do have a GPS that talks to us.....and I admit she comes in handy....sometimes. Dave also has an app for his new phone that shows a map of where you are and a little arrow that moves along the road to show you where to go. You simply plug in an address and the GPS "lady" and the phone app guide you. Both systems prepare you for turns and tell you when you've arrived at your location....until they don't.

Two recent examples. Heading for a campsite on Utah Lake in Provo. My map showed had an enlarged section for Provo and it showed exactly where the camp was located......two turns off the interstate and the road dead ended at the camp. But as we exited the ramp the GPS "lady" seemed way off track and the screen she was showing me looked like a bunch of spaghetti.....and the phone wasn't much better. So we ended up going east on the street that we should have been going west on to lead us right into the park. Minor corrections.....only slightly off track. No big deal.

Leaving the park the next day we asked our technology for the closest Great Clips because I needed a haircut. No problem. Address popped up and off we went. Both GPS and phone app lead us to a field where the helpful GPS lady announced "You have arrived at our destination." Nope. We circled around twice.....driver becoming more frustrated with his "navigator" and "navigator" getting a headache looking at the moving arrows.

Until we stopped at a light and I looked out the window and saw the sign....Great Clips. About a mile from where the machines were sending us.

Happily we got lost again a few days later.....I was happy because I was the driver. Male navigator finally decided we should stop,and ask a REAL LIVE PERSON for assistance. So who got out of the car to do that???? The driver.....guys don't ask for directions. They prefer the technology.