My MIL is really into her GPS. To the point of using it for every trip. One trip here, the stupid thing told her to go to the next exit away. She got lost for a bit.
I don’t know if it was worse that the GPS blew it or that she blindly followed it rather than her own knowledge of where we live, which should be well known by now.
I was in Belgium and I had three or four false directions on exits, but I avoided a problem because I read the signs as well and had studied a map the night before. Then when I got into Luxembourg, it was pretty easy and when I got into France I just turned the darned thing off. I do have a very good sense of direction because my dad began to take me hunting when I was very young and taught me to be aware of my surroundings. I just seem to have a direction finder in my head and know what direction to go by instinct. Can’t really explain it, but think the hunting may have been the cause. Perhaps it is a developed sense....use it or lose it kind of thing.