*Editor's note: This was written on Friday morning, but somehow never was posted...whoops!
I am having such a nice morning sitting on the patio of my hotel room enjoying this view that I am almost forgetting that less than 48 hours ago Jess's navigational skills led us VERY astray on a Navajo Reservation. Almost forgetting.
Jess and I have an agreement when embarking on journeys in the car. One person navigates, the other drives. Unless, I'm driving and then usually I navigate as well. This is a pet peeve for Jess who likes to flex his orienteering and map reading skills and has accused me more than once of being a control freak. I don't think this has anything to do with being a control freak - if I'm driving I like to see where I'm going. There is something very comforting about looking at a map and understanding where you are and where you will be and approximately when you will be there. Jess, on the other hand is perfectly content driving blindly for hours only changing course when I distinctly tell him to. He is continually surprised when we arrive at destinations when he is driving - as if they have arisen from nowhere.