On a road trip to Pensacola recently, my GPS kept getting me off the highway and running me through downtown of *insert random major city*, and then get right back on the highway. Including a detour through Atlanta's seediest looking districts, at 2am, twisting and turning on 25 mph streets and ignoring exits onto the highway in favor of one ten miles away.
Being a lone white female stuck on a dark street at a red light staring down some guys on the corner with crowbars... Super fun.
Aso, is it just me or do GPSes start out with one time and then it inexplicitly gets longer and longer....?
Being a lone white female stuck on a dark street at a red light staring down some guys on the corner with crowbars... Super fun.
Aso, is it just me or do GPSes start out with one time and then it inexplicitly gets longer and longer....?

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(It did try to send us down the cliff on the way back home, but we were ready for its shenanigans!)

But seriously, that's an area that nobody wants to end up in at night. Trust me. For years, when we'd go on vacation, we'd stop at my aunt's house in Moorestown, NJ. Pain in the ass to get there, mostly because it was tricky. If you missed the turn...you'd end up in Camden, complete with burnt-out cars, drug dealers, and other nasty stuff. Even though they'd lived there for years, if you weren't paying attention (or if my dad was driving), we'd get lost.
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