…If you’re on a motorcycle somewhere in southern Angola between Lubango and Benguela and have cable-tied your GPS into its mount and it feels secure, and you decide to not watch it much as you’re feeling good and flying down a halfway decent dirt and rock track, you will probably look down at some point and notice it’s gone…

…And after backtracking for an hour and then going forward again scrutinizing the ground, and when you’ve finally given up and are heading forward, a group of kids about 50 meters away from where you first noticed it was gone will probably come running wildly out of the bush holding the GPS, and your moment of elation and joy will most likely quickly turn to despair as you realize it’s been run over by no less than a dozen trucks and is about as helpful as a parachute on a submarine…