Technology is great until it is not. One minute, your GPS is confidently barking orders like a drill sergeant. The next minute it is spinning like a confused squirrel saying “recalculating” with the same energy as someone who has misplaced their car keys. Cell service can vanish without warning. Apps hiccup. Towers blink. Batteries die. And none of them seem to care that you are driving a twelve-foot-tall RV under a ten-foot bridge.
That is why paper maps still matter.
