My father was in the Army and back in the late 1970’s, he was posted to Germany. I can remember our tank-like Cougar maneuvering through small Bavarian mountain villages, barreling down the autobahn, climbing the Swiss Alps and exploring Italian towns.
My father was in the Army and back in the late 1970’s, he was posted to Germany. I can remember our tank-like Cougar maneuvering through small Bavarian mountain villages, barreling down the autobahn, climbing the Swiss Alps and exploring Italian towns.
About 15 years ago, I spent a summer working in Germany. I rented a car one weekend and drove through Bavaria and up to Berlin. Despite getting lost a time or two in Berlin, I did pretty well and managed to see the things I wanted to.
Just six years ago, we moved to South Korea where I managed to drive through a good portion of the country with only a map, vague directionsand occasionally a person who spoke Korean with me.
Now we’re living in Germany. And, apparently, I’ve gone soft. We brought our GPS with us. And there is literally only one route where I don’t use it. Seriously, people. I’ve become utterly dependent on that small electronic box on my windshield. I can’t remember how I managed in Korea. I certainly can’t imagine how my parents got around Europe in the last century (yes, I went there before one of you did!).
Am I the only one GPS-dependent, at least OCONUS?