Once, looking for a swimming hole in Maine, a local told me to turn left where the old school burned down. That’s what giving directions is like these days. In this era of Mapquest and GPS, it’s meaningless to tell someone to turn left at the church and go under the railroad trestle and look for the yellow house.
Let the computer do the work for you. If the other person gets lost, blame it on their digital guide. When we all have chips implanted in our brains, we’ll never again have any need to know where we are or where we’re going: We’ll just go and do whatever and wherever Google tells us.