Travelogic

MAPS AND OTHER THINGS GEOGRAPHICAL

 

Just like nostalgia for the 1960s, geography’s coming back.


Of course, the ranks of the Royale Geographic Society in London aren’t necessarily swelling these days. And most US children still can’t name the capital cities of our 50 states, if indeed they can name the 50 states.


But geography is on the upswing.


Why do I know this? Travel is as ubiquitous as taxes, and if you want to get there from here, first you have to know where you are, and where in the world you want to go. More importantly, Carmen Sandiego board games are selling like hot cakes. Really. The Rand McNally Map & Travel store at the St. Louis Galleria can’t keep them in stock.


And unless you navigate by the stars and you’re a whiz with a sextant, maps are the key to travel. Christopher Columbus would have been lost without the early Viking renderings of the Canary Islands, and Marco Polo relied on wandering herdsmen for information on the Silk Road. Because everything in life needs a menu, modern day explorers, even bush yuppies, know it’s downright foolish to tread where others have already gone…without the benefit of their knowledge.


So: Wanderlust is a birthright; maps are in. But a good atlas is more than fashionable, and owning a gazetteer exudes class.


Geographical dictionaries of sorts, gazetteers give you the lowdown on terrain, maybe more than the average tourist needs or wants. Looking for high ground to pitch camp at the Ngorongoro Crater in Tanzania? Get a topographical gazetteer. Unsure where to find a remote beach in the Carolinas? Get a sand beach gazetteer.


Although all places on the planet aren’t guaranteed, DeLorme Mapping Company produces some mighty off-beat gazetteers and atlantes such as Block Island’s Back Roads and Outdoor Recreation. As any serious outdoorsman or expedition leader knows for a fact, you never want to be up a creek without a gazetteer.


And without your own personal map or atlas, how do you even know which faraway countries you must visit someday. Oh sure, you can hang out in public libraries sniffing the stuffy air, stroking old wooden table tops and flipping through the Times Atlas, arguably the finest atlas in the world. You could even buy it yourself for $195. But why? when a pocketsize Mini World Atlas by the same cartographer, John Bartholomew & Son, is available for a mere $15.95.


Before J. Peterman Company went out of business, you could buy it there, or at the Rand McNally Map shops. The notions departments of some stores, like Nieman Marcus, carry assorted maps and world atlantes and other interesting geographical paraphernalia – soft sculptures and beach balls of the world, flags and flag books come to mind. If you’re a lucky shopper, you’ll come across Mapwrap, geography’s special brand of gift wrapping paper.


Map freaks like me have more than one world atlas to run our fingers through; to close our eyes and dream over. There’s Hammond’s or the Reader’s Digest Atlas of the World. Then there’s Rand McNally’s City Maps of Europe, or Rail Maps of Europe by Map Link of Santa Barbara.


And then, oh yes, then there are antique maps, charts and delineations like the giant treasure I picked up at an estate auction, which illustrates all the Medieval castles along the Danube River. Each one of this remarkable two-part series – bound between unattached leather covers – stretches a full, nine feet.


Obviously, there’s no end to the hours of entertainment trapped between the covers of maps and atlantes. This is king size entertainment that spreads joy over billiards tables, completely, or engulfs Polar bear rugs in front of the hearth.


The dizzying effect of having the world “in the palm of your hand” is only enhanced by globes, themselves: spinning; spinning; spinning. The Prime Meridian here; the Island Continent there; that night in Istanbul, an unforgettable memory.


But memories and fantasies-to-come are merely the guts of globes. The icing is in the knowledge, the self-satisfying pleasure of knowing place, which is even more thrilling than winning the every-Friday-night Jeopardy game.


Actually, any Old World globe junky can tell you, some globes are quite valuable. Be sure to keep yours with the USSR intact. And if you have one of Africa before that continent’s nationalization?...Oh my, how simple life and geography were back then.

By Barbara Bowers © 1995