We've named our GPS navigatrix, who gives instruction with a schoolmarmish London accent, Dorcas (which is, along with Prunella, one of my very favorite English given -- or as they call them,"Christian"-- names). Dorcas has proved to be, on the whole, a reliable friend. She had a little trouble in Cincinnati, where, it turns out, there are two entirely distinct 225 Hill Terrace addresses. She took us to the wrong one -- but I confess that in this case the error can fairly be traced to information-inputter, Dr. M. himself.
Dorcas also had a royal hissy fit when we had to detour onto a single-lane-on-the-other-side-of the-road somewhere in Ohio -- she "recalculated" twenty or thirty times, until I had to temporarily stop her mouth. It could only be my imagination, but I thought I detected a trace of exasperation in her tone of voice.
Despite these failings, the Dorcster is a dream at finding her way around unfamiliar towns. No longer will I have to stop at gas stations for incomprehensible advice about how to get back on the highway. I just call on Dorcas and I've got a friend, oh yeah, I've got a friend.
hello again vivian-I sure hope we stay connected. I must congratulate you on your GPS! It will help empower you alot.
Unfortunately, last week I had mine stolen from the trunk of my car so I am back to paper and pencil of writing down to:directions and From:directions...dont worry I plan on getting another very soon-My GPS was named Gigi-(after my family last name since my family gave it to me!
I still get way lost with it-BUT I know I will be able to eventually get back home...its a blessing isnt it? Fondly, Mindy G
Posted by: mindy goldstein | June 22, 2007 at 07:08 PM