Those who can read maps are a special breed. I consider them about on par with soothsayers. Whenever spuri comes and visits me, we have all these exciting plans for places, I get us like three quarters of the way there and then shove the map at her so she can navigate in a foreign country in states she's never been to before. I just obey directions until we magically wind up back at my place. It's magical. And a little disgusting.