You never would have made it back in the old days. My mom and sibs used to HAVE TO (to hear her tell it) go on a Sunday drive with her parents every week. They used a "Blue Book" to get around. For those of you who were not alive then (I know Bug remembers these
), here's a bit about them.
MEL!! Bug does NOT remember them!!! The quote says they were 1901 --1929. Excuuuuse ME! I was born in late 1939.
"The Official Automobile Blue Book, 1901–1929: Precursor to the American Road Map"
John T. Bauer Navigating by automobile at the dawn of the twentieth century was difficult because maps appropriate for this new mode of transportation were scarce. An early solution to this problem was the route guide. Listing turn-by-turn directions between various cities, route guides helped early motorists navigate a network of unmarked, local roads....
In addition to distances, landmarks are also at the heart of the route guide’s narrative. Not only did prominent landmarks identify the beginning and ending of routes, they identified individual turns or segments along the route. Most commonly, these intermediate landmarks were railroad tracks and power/telephone poles....Other popular landmarks were buildings (courthouse, church, school, post office, library, railroad station), bridges (covered bridge, iron bridge, small wooden bridge), businesses (drug store, blacksmith shop, grocery store), trolleys, and parks, including fairgrounds and cemeteries. https://pdfs.semanticscholar.org/829...52c430c911.pdf
(see page 9 for sample instructions)
But when I moved back to Washington and later to Oregon from California I went to a lot of dog shows with a friend and breeder of one of my champion males (from her first purpose bred show litter). Her husband told me she could get lost in a tin can and trying to follower her directions from anyplace to anyplace could pretty much be counted on the be a disaster. Her directions were pretty much like those quoted--I remember one bit of a direction she gave me to get back to the fairgrounds which were only 6 blocks from our motel--"Turn left at the Standard Station..." The problem was that between the motel parking lot and the fairgrounds (a straight shot--no turns at all) there were three (count 'em) three Standard stations"
I remember seeing an old copy of one--seems like I remember things like "Drive 2.5 miles, turn left at first telephone pole onto dirt road. Follow fence line for 1 mile and turn right at old maple tree. Go left around cattle herd and drive 100 yards. Stop at white farmhouse" but maybe I just heard my parents parodying its instructions when we finally got to my grandparent's house after a 3 day trip. When we traveled, my dad would buy a couple of maps at the first gas station in a new state we stopped at. One for my mom, one for us kids, which we had to share. As the youngest, I rarely got a look at it.
LOL! And until I was in high school and my friends started driving I was the kid who got motion sick in anything that moved--my only recourse was to go promptly to sleep and stay asleep until we got where we were going--I did not read maps in cars and in fact can't really read anything in a moving vehicle even now.
I grew up with local maps when I started driving and about that same time the Thomas Bros Maps showed up--I don't know if they were only around on the west coast but for years I navigated any place in Washington, Oregon or California via the Thomas Bros Map--they came in entire states, big cities and in some places like Calfornia for counties. Any place else I went I counted on AAA to provide me with maps. Given a map and an opportunity to check the route before I left I could get anywhere. And back again.
I love maps to this day...it's all of that pent up desire to grab the map away from the big kids and have it for my own.
I don't love them for the same reason, Mel, but I do love maps and even going places with some of my other direction and distance limited friends (lik the lady who freaked ot when we hit a section of Washington state that her GPS didn't have any driections for--just a blue screen and a womans voice saying periodically--"No mapping for this area..." my sense of direction is good enough if I wasn't sleeping before the driver got lost I could generally get us out of the unmapped area.
Boy--does that bring back memories and a few nightmares.