You emailed Chris Hackett and got lost on the way to Hackett's Quarry Summer Camp as the camp counselors. You mentioned it to Max, your boyfriend. 

“We’re in geographic flux.” He expressed fatigue. His left hand was out of the window. You grabbed the paper map out of the back seat from a backpack.

“Hun, What happened to the normal map?” He said a little anxious.

“No, The map on the phone.” He put on top of that. There were zero bars on the smartphone map.