There’s a small town in the Greater Boston Area that goes by the name of Belmont. Back in 2013, a woman was driving home with her kids, and her GPS told her to turn right- right onto a railway track. Now, most people in this situation would have had an appropriate reaction along the lines of “What the hell?” before driving home, trying to remember if the T&C on their warranty card was past the date of expiry. But this woman was not most people. Because she ended up turning right- right onto the railway track. For those of you…
Do I really need GPS? I don’t have amnesia, but my memory isn’t exactly photographic. Which is a problem. You can’t afford to go by your non-photographic memory. Especially when you’re riding at 7 PM in Los Angeles (so help me God) and part of your commute involves the 405. Bad memories man. “Did I miss the right turn? Or turn right at the wrong turn? Do I turn right at this turn?”And if I catch a signboard or a landmark at the last minute, I can’t switch lanes. And the farther away you get from the city, the worse…