tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post6031016060045150095..comments2024-03-25T17:27:38.456+01:00Comments on Itchy Feet: the Travel and Language Comic: Questionable AccuracyMalachi Ray Rempenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12827725501736261649noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-40386555428884186162017-02-09T15:15:00.037+01:002017-02-09T15:15:00.037+01:00Meta...Meta...Malachi Ray Rempenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12827725501736261649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-8223979941619703712017-02-09T00:27:19.791+01:002017-02-09T00:27:19.791+01:00This made me laugh twice because the literal itali...This made me laugh twice because the literal italian translation of "highway" is "alta via" which actually indicates a mountain hiking trail lasting more than one day!mttmncnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-21706202498605738782016-12-11T10:35:04.120+01:002016-12-11T10:35:04.120+01:00Wow! Sounds like an adventure.Wow! Sounds like an adventure.Malachi Ray Rempenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12827725501736261649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-91521624563076909362016-12-04T18:30:05.298+01:002016-12-04T18:30:05.298+01:00I had this exact same experience in Eastern Kentuc...I had this exact same experience in Eastern Kentucky. I know it's not nearly as exotic, but it was definitely every bit as scary. As this highway that you thought was going to prove a shortcut over the next mountain range dwindled into nothing, you realize that you are on a dead-end with about 17 non-working cars in front of you, Confederate battle Flags pointing at you from every side, a bunch of keep out and no trespassing signs that you've already had to pass, and the knowledge that up here in what they call hollers, they're all just big families and they don't call the police. So you know you're going to have to drive right back past all these places that you've already driven by once, and you're hoping that they haven't rustled up the local militia before you have to go back out. Because you know that they have one.Jonathannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-48230335871434242452016-10-11T12:25:26.928+02:002016-10-11T12:25:26.928+02:00Iakwe! I live in Majuro, but I just got back from ...Iakwe! I live in Majuro, but I just got back from a trip to Jaluit. They have some amazing Japanese "ruins" there. Ebeye is next on my list. Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09802228108398561880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-66647455860334041772016-10-09T13:01:38.368+02:002016-10-09T13:01:38.368+02:00touchétouchéAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03057968648258917057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-44843960680629286042016-10-08T16:15:56.034+02:002016-10-08T16:15:56.034+02:00"Where we're going, there are no...roads&..."Where we're going, there are no...roads"Malachi Ray Rempenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12827725501736261649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-12562277768944409852016-10-08T16:06:34.615+02:002016-10-08T16:06:34.615+02:00"Roads? Where we're going, we don't n..."Roads? Where we're going, we don't need... roads."Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03057968648258917057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-48913035986020109282016-10-07T08:48:17.377+02:002016-10-07T08:48:17.377+02:00YES. This dotted line (http://www.openstreetmap.or...YES. This dotted line (http://www.openstreetmap.org/#map=17/27.96649/84.04257) is a FAR more accurate representation of the "road" we were on than Google's "highway" (https://goo.gl/maps/xgvhWXosEWA2).Malachi Ray Rempenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12827725501736261649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-24285521647282854832016-10-07T08:44:23.992+02:002016-10-07T08:44:23.992+02:00Or around, or along, or anywhere near, really...Or around, or along, or anywhere near, really...Malachi Ray Rempenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12827725501736261649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-58219877323674535912016-10-04T13:57:54.802+02:002016-10-04T13:57:54.802+02:00Try Open Street Maps instead of(or collaboration w...Try Open Street Maps instead of(or collaboration with)Google<br />http://www.openstreetmap.org/Joshuahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02894273214901544346noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-15058938432492171252016-10-04T03:13:06.568+02:002016-10-04T03:13:06.568+02:00Iakwe iakwe. Which part of the Marshall Islands ar...Iakwe iakwe. Which part of the Marshall Islands are you in? I was there a few years ago, but I only went to Majuro and EbeyeIakwehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03337493865945592277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-33372499492868358022016-10-03T03:37:22.642+02:002016-10-03T03:37:22.642+02:00I live in the Marshall Islands and when you search...I live in the Marshall Islands and when you search for certain atolls (or even airports!) Google will take you to random pieces of ocean with no land anywhere nearby. When I lived in Kampala, Uganda, Google knew all of the names of the streets, but they were all shifted over by one street. So you would look up an address and then have to figure out if it was actually the street to the right or the left. Oh, well. Living off the map is more exciting anyway. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-86233801863657291332016-10-02T21:55:59.015+02:002016-10-02T21:55:59.015+02:00Well, you really don't need a map (let alone G...Well, you really don't need a map (let alone Google) to know that there is no highway over the Himalayas.teihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04289745868554035019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6238329353013891803.post-8678999569704956762016-10-02T20:11:30.130+02:002016-10-02T20:11:30.130+02:00This happened to us on Crete. Scariest drive to a ...This happened to us on Crete. Scariest drive to a beach I've ever done. cpunerdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04149672955321239917noreply@blogger.com