“How did you get here?”

“I dunno, I just did what my GPS said!”

My uncle was visiting a few months ago from overseas and I was driving him somewhere in my home town, and he off-handedly mentioned a different route he’d taken to get there in the 1960s lol

Then he’ll say well next time take the 5 for 3.9 miles, then hop on 78 until you see the 420 then do a triple lane change to the 69 then you’re home.

Without even knowing where those roads are I see you are on the West Coast.

Gen X and prior used a lot of landmarks to get from A to B where routes were commonly used. Landmark navigation is still heavily used today in places like India and Mexico where routes change hourly sometimes due to road closures and accidents that gps mapping cannot account for.

I once had to drive pre-google from Paris, France to Madrid, Spain and then to Valencia, Spain with nothing more than a AAA Auto Club map and a Philips Road Atlas. Not fun in many eays, but it was an adventure.

This is California as fuck.

When grandpa asks “how did you get here” its a trap. Whatever answer you give will be wrong and will correct you with a lecture