I’ve gotten so used to smart phone apps I forget the thrill of a tangible map. You know, the kind you …
- spread out across the hood of your car
- write and doodle all over
- let the dogs ram into, demanding your attention while you’re busy holding one open
- hang on the wall so you can stare it
… dreaming and scheming of all the places to go.
Good, old fashioned paper maps rock!

“We are here. Where else is there?”