Funny things that really happen RV'ing

I have an excellent sense of direction--I learned at the feet of the master. My dad could find his way anywhere and never looked at a map. My mother, OTOH, would pore over a map and then promptly turn the car down into the red light district.:B So I was really taken by surprise when I realized that my DH couldn't find his way across the street without the help of a blind boy scout. His family never traveled, so there was no reason to read maps. The first trip we ever took was to see my extended family in VA. We were driving from AL. We drove all day and finally got to the other side of Atlanta, when DH turned to me and said, "Just where is Virginia, exactly?" :S Yep, he had looked at the map. Couldn't understand a thing. He was a good sport about it--we had another 14 hours to go. It musta been love.

Now, when we go anywhere, he is nearly always the driver. I'm the navigator. I'm the one who keeps up with which exit to take and how to find the Starbucks at the other side of the mall. The conversation goes something like this
DH: Where do I turn? Here?
Me: No, exit 242. It's about 6 more miles.
DH: (still driving along) Is this the turn?
Me: No, exit 242. It's about 4 more miles. I'll tell you where to turn.
DH:(still driving along) Did you remember to turn off the heater and lock the back door? Cuz I don't remember if I did it.
Me: This is your exit, you need to turn here
DH drives on...."It's the next exit, right?"...
Me: !%$#@