Since I moved to the Boston area, the TomTom Go 300 GPS has been a real lifesaver for me. Actually, since before we moved – we drove across the country from San Francisco to Boston, and let me tell you it paid for itself just in helping us to find food and lodging along the way.
And then it paid for itself doubly and triply as I got my bearings in the crazy streets of Somerville, Cambridge, and other Boston suburbs in which I dwell. It’s just so handy to be able to type in an address and “go there.” I love it in spite of its sometimes quirky ignorance of one-way streets, etc.
And then they tooks it from me. Last night or this morning, somebody smashed in the passenger’s side window of my car and took the TomTom from my glove box.
I was a fool to leave it in the car, but that’s just sort of how I am. I tend to tempt humanity with trust until proven foolish. I’ve also gotten a bit of false security about my neighborhood because of crazy incidents like accidentally leaving the windows down with the TomTom in plain sight, overnight, with no repercussions! Coming here from the Mission District in SF, it does feel kind of like Candyland in many regards.
But my poor TomTom is still gone.