Telephone confusion

Maps...I miss my maps!
i always have one of these in the back seat somewhere.......

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When we did our live on the road test for a bit, I used to have a huge atlas with RV stops and all the info at each exit. I would get furious with hubs, who wanted to rely on a very, very old type of GPS unit that kept trying to send us "turn left in 50 feet" off the side of a mountain. I called "her" Lola, and Lola met with a terrible accident one day...when I ripped her off the dash and threw her out the window at 60 mph. (It was not long after that we returned home when my husband was convinced the RV life was not for me.)
 
Maps...I miss my maps!
what amazes me now is that hardly any young people even know that odd numbered highways are north and south and even numbered , east and west.... if theres not a robotic voice saying "turn right in 1500 feet" they could hardly go around the block...lol.... seems like when we were young we just got in the car and figured it out... no maps, no phone, no reservations....sometimes hardly any money...lol...... that would traumatize people today....lol
 
what amazes me now is that hardly any young people even know that odd numbered highways are north and south and even numbered , east and west.... if theres not a robotic voice saying "turn right in 1500 feet" they could hardly go around the block...lol.... seems like when we were young we just got in the car and figured it out... no maps, no phone, no reservations....sometimes hardly any money...lol...... that would traumatize people today....lol
Ahhh, the good old days, Paul! lol When we knew the names of the streets in our own town and could travel with $1.50. lol
 
When we did our live on the road test for a bit, I used to have a huge atlas with RV stops and all the info at each exit. I would get furious with hubs, who wanted to rely on a very, very old type of GPS unit that kept trying to send us "turn left in 50 feet" off the side of a mountain. I called "her" Lola, and Lola met with a terrible accident one day...when I ripped her off the dash and threw her out the window at 60 mph. (It was not long after that we returned home when my husband was convinced the RV life was not for me.)
in the 90's i had routes marked out with all the walmarts and bass pro shops highlighted...
 
Ahhh, the good old days, Paul! lol When we knew the names of the streets in our own town and could travel with $1.50. lol
yep, i remember crossing mississippi in the 90's and gas was .99 a gallon....man, we could drive forever.... stopped in tupelo and filled up and that got us all the way to oklahoma.......lol......( and no GPS youngsters....lol)
 
Maps...I miss my maps!
One company i worked for i had a paper map in the truck. Every time i needed to find a route to a job, i would say hold on...checking my gps and pull map out lol.