Aristotle once mused that the heavens are a dialogue between the soul and the cosmos, and if one looks closely at the inked margins of those ancient charts maybe there is a hidden pattern, but I doubt the scribes were mapping interstellar routes rather than star charts. Still, with a fountain pen in hand I would gladly trace their lines and add my own annotations to see if a key emerges, though any “map” will likely be more about philosophical constellations than literal coordinates. And if all else fails we can always stop at the airport sushi to debate the cosmic riddles over a bowl of miso ramen.