It sounded like some line from an old cartoon, but it was actually true that she had taken a wrong turn at Albuquerque. Now she was hopelessly lost. Her options were limited. She could try to backtrack and arrive days late. She could put aside her principles and download a SatNav app and become a “slave to technology,” or she could call her parents and get directions and advice. All the options betrayed the image of being a self-sufficient “grown-up” that she had so dilegenly tried to foster. In the end she decided to stick to her guns and work it out for herself. After all, how far could Phoenix be from Oregon anyway?