Speaking as a former butterbar, I know where you're coming from.
Fortunately for the men in my platoons, I went to a school with a very demanding ROTC program. I had four years of small unit training, orienteering, etc., so my map skills were fairly proficient.
Map reading in Germany was a relative breeze, thanks to the small towns that dotted the landscape. Still, I spent plenty of weekends traveling the local area to ensure I was more than just "proficient".
Bingo, that’s exactly what saved my husband. Four years of an intensive ROTC program and a lot of orienteering.
But there is nothing more dangerous than a 2nd LT with a map an a compass and an idea.
/johnny
There was a story years ago in the Army Aviation magazine about an aviator in Germany who had managed to avoid participating in some survival course. The CO demanded to know what he would do if he was forced down in the backwoods.
"Hell, I'd just walk to the nearest gasthaus and "survive" till my money ran out!" the pilot replied.