Navigation Offline

The symptoms seemed severe: anxiety, confusion, disorientation, paranoia. Strangers approaching our vehicle were regarded with contempt or suspicion. Even the streets seemed to be conspiring, always going the wrong way...if they were even there at all. The parking meters were not to be trusted either, or even consulted.

My navagatrix went offline after leaving the comfort of the US Cellular Data Sector. Distances and directions evaporated, and no longer was there a soothing voice advising a right turn in 400 meters.

Fortunately I navigate terra incognito like a pacific salmon in heat navigates the cool, refreshing waters of Cascadia, so once Karen agreed to relax and look out the window, all became right in the world.