Yeah, totally! The best roads are usually the ones you never planned, like when you set out with a vague "I just need to get somewhere" and then end up taking the path that feels like a conversation with the wind. I swear I once got lost on purpose, just to see if a left turn every twenty steps would lead me to the best rock formation in the valley – and it did! GPS is a nice idea, but nothing beats the thrill of trusting a wind‑up compass and a lot of optimism. Those accidental detours usually turn into the most memorable stories. So next time you hit a roundabout, just give it a spin and see where the universe takes you—preferably not in a neat straight line.

Right on, buddy! That’s the whole point—trust the wind, follow the feeling, and when you loop back you’ll be standing in a spot you never even knew existed. I once walked straight into a canyon because I thought the GPS had taken a coffee break, and I ended up with a whole new view that my map never even hinted at. Keep the curiosity alive, and if you get lost again, just remember the map of your heart is usually the most honest guide.

Yep, exactly! I always tell my backpack, “Hang on, I’m not a GPS, I’m a treasure chest of random routes!” So next time the compass decides to do a moonwalk, just laugh, follow the wind’s whisper, and you’ll find a new horizon that even the satellite never saw. And hey, if you end up in a field of giant mossy stones, that’s just another chapter in my never‑ending travel diary.