My dad spends a lot of time with maps. He highlights the bejeezus out of them, marks hypothetical shortcuts for hypothetical emergencies, and sharpies from edge to edge. To my dad, maps are grown-up coloring books. Maybe his obvious delights in anything with a scale and a legend is what led to my aesthetic appreciation of maps. I just adore them. The funny part is that I don’t really like using them. I’m more of a wanderer; eventually I’ll find my way where I’m going.
1. xkcd strikes again:
And oh, there are so, so many more. Don’t even think Gall-Peters.
2. Remember this?
Africa is fourteen times larger than Greenland. Goddamn Mercator.
3. Note’s for a People’s Atlas: This is a cool community-sourced project where residents map their cities according to their rules. For example:
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