I like maps. I like to know where I am and where I am going. I have been known to ask for directions, but can usually make it on my own...because I have a map.
I resisted for years acquiring a GPS in my car, despite family belittling, until it came as standard equipment in the latest model. I still consult and carry maps (best are Michelin), but have found traffic information useful. I make a habit of leaving the Autobahn to avoid traffic jams (Stau), not wishing to join the lemmings in the ensuing conversion of the highway into a giant parking lot. The GPS usually provides an early warning.
An article in The New Atlantic points out the loss humans must endure from too much technology and the death of adventurous forays into the unknown or uncharted.
I'm fairly certain that few care, because most people prefer ease to imagination and comfort to adventure.
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.