Don’t Judge a Map by its Googleness

Last updated on May 18th, 2021 at 10:25 am

Last night I learned a good lesson in relying too much on technology.

To keep fit, I play sports. I’ve never enjoyed staying still in a gym—I need to run around to enjoy myself, so it was fortunate that I joined an intramural mixed sports team 5 years ago. Since then, I’ve moved on to a regular Ultimate Frisbee team and haven’t looked back.

One of the quirky things about these intramural leagues is that the game locations often change every week, so you need to know where you’re supposed to be and at what time. Fortunately, some leagues like the Toronto Ultimate Club offer an iCal option to stay on top of my games—I just imported it into my Google Calendar, which syncs to my phone.

Normally, this is a perfect set-up for me—that is unless the map’s not quite right.

Relating with Christopher Columbus

This is the map my phone gave me for my game:

Horrible map to 275 Unwin Ave

So to translate that, I expected a 5-minute walk, 10-minute bus ride, and then another 15-minute walk — BOOM! I’m at the game. Couldn’t be easier, right?

But that map was a goddamn lie.

Here’s what the map should’ve looked like:

Better map to 275 Unwin Ave, aka the Cherry Beach Sports Fields

So a few things to put this in context for everyone:

  1. I’d slept in from a nap and was already late—I didn’t even reach the end of the first map until 7:20 for a 7 PM game!
  2. This was another 15-minute walk on top of the 15 I’d just power walked, which would’ve been fine if I’d stuck to the road and taken a straight line there, but noooo I had to try the waterfront trail and take a nice nature walk to get even more lost. What the hell. One of the reasons I play Ultimate well is because of my speed, and I didn’t want to run with sore legs, making me absolutely useless to the team. Oy.
Unwin Avenue and the Waterfront Trail
It’s a lot more confusing in person, TRUST ME.

The Ultimate Trek to an Ultimate Game

I mean, all’s well that ends well—I eventually wound up at my game (a mere 45 minutes late) and ended up playing one of my best games ever. I guess all that cardio and walking must’ve gotten me limber and ready for some power plays! But I learn a crucial lesson:

Technology isn’t perfect.

We rely on tech for everything but remember less now than our predecessors. Everything’s a quick Google search away, and we trust so much of what we see online without questioning it.

This could be a problem.

So remember to question what the Internet tells you if even only a little. Nothing’s perfect in the digital age, and the more you can store in your head, the less often you’ll find yourself wandering across isolated train tracks on a hot summer day, wondering how it all went so wrong so quickly.

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5 replies on “Don’t Judge a Map by its Googleness”

Oh Casey,

This is just one of those things. Google maps or other wise… I’ve had a navigation system more or less tell me to drive off a bridge…

Ug, lol

Right now there are many changes happening to road ways in Toronto – due to new condo developments and the constant failure of older road, bridge construction AND the mapping systems have yet to be updated.

I’m sorry this happened to you though… That sucks.
On the bright side… this one time – you know more than Google.

“The Day I Knew More Than Google”. I can work with that 🙂

It’s all good. It WAS seriously good exercise. I’m guessing that when I start driving, I’ll see the road like you see it with all this madness going on all over the place. Oy vey!

This happened to me once but with a Garmin, I think. What should have been 20-30 min drive was 2.5 hours in the back roads of the boondocks of Indiana. The worst part was that the directions were so wrong that it took us so far out in the middle of nowhere we lost cell reception (aka GPS). We weren’t happy campers and it was a miracle we found our way home without GPS.

I remember once we took a family trip down to North Carolina to visit my Dad’s sister. Unfortunately, my Dad can be a TAD stubborn and swore he knew where we were going.

Let’s just say that what should’ve been a 12-hour drive became a 16-hour one instead….

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