supposed to be on while en route to the oldest's camp. Apparently we're very lost, almost talentedly so. The best course of action seems to be to eat ice cream, then go home and start over.
update, 5:15 PM: Home again, child deposited in cabin. Being lost for two hours wasn't a complete waste of time; now I know where one can buy brown eggs, used tires, or pitbull puppies roadside, should I ever have need of any of those items.