I have been educated as a geologist for 5 years. All this time I was among maps and travel stuff. However, nowadays all continents and even the smallest islands are already opened and even photographed. Thanks to you Google maps, yes.
But over time, it turned out that Google maps can see far from everything.
They do not see the pleasing smell of popcorn in my favorite cinema, the cheerful mood of the waitress in the cafe, crowds in the shopping center, and most importantly the cleanliness and number of cubicles in the toilet in public places. I used to like to fill in the empty spaces on the map, these moments I felt like a discoverer. I used to like to fill in the blank pages of small business companies on Google maps with my feedback, emotions, photos.
After 50 reviews without any kind of feedback, it began to seem that my reviews are not needed by anyone except me. There is simply no sign of living there, I am like a lone traveler among some wasteland without people.
Now, this is my way of leaving memories of visiting places, stories that I experienced in these places, this is my diary, my chronicle. I go to the page of my old reviews and remember the days I went shopping, the days I go out with friends, the days I discovered new cities and countries. Most of all I like to leave in a review bits of those days, bits of myself, and not just a formal description.
Now there are more days when I stay at home. Wonderful kitchen, clean toilet, only one cubicle, a bit outdated, but cozy interior, noisy neighbors 4 out of 5 stars. Waiting for a good version of Google route to California, but now they are some buggy.
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