Here in Wisconsin we can do it by a matrix of pubs (although call them bars else you’ll confuse the locals) and churches.
“Follow that road until you get to the intersection with a bar on each of two corners, a church on the third, and an open field on the forth. Turn onto the road between the church and the field …”
My nesting partner has pointed out that I still will often put my hand lightly on the gearshift when we stop at a light, even thought I haven’t owned a vehicle with a standard transmission in almost 20 years. (Back on topic … hmm … oh!) Yes, I do this even when driving to my favorite local coffee shops for something other than a Frappuccino!
