While traveling throughout New England the past two weeks, my partner and I relied fairly heavily on our portable GPS. (I may have grown up there, but it’s fair to say that I don’t know my way around all 6 states.)
And every time we would divert from the route it set out for us— whether we had missed a turn or were intentionally diverted by a covered bridge or particularly photogenic foliage or saw heavy traffic we wanted to avoid— it had one thing to say to us.
Each time we encountered an obstacle, got distracted or veered off course, our trusty little device would attempt to put us right back on track. It would navigate us back to the highway. Or re-route us another way to ensure that we still arrived at the destination.