I have a college friend, who appears to have no sense of navigation. In 1981 we were in Florida, staying at his parents timeshare just before Thanksgiving, and drove up to DisneyWorld for the weekend. I had the route all planned out on the map (I did all the driving as he can only drive a hand control car), and showed him the exit that we were going to get off from the interstate, so that we would approach DisneyWorld from the South and avoid Friday Rush Hour traffic near Orlando.
On the trip up (about three hours drive) he falls asleep. I woke him up when I saw an exit go by that I remembered was close to where we wanted to get off. He checked the map and said we had a long way to go. After a half hour, I asked if we were almost there, he said no. When a road sign said Orlando, five miles, I got suspicious, pulled over, checked the map, and saw we were twenty miles north of the exit we wanted. We ended up driving thru Orlando east to west on Friday afternoon Rush Hour. I still bug him about that trip!
He also doesn't know the difference between a American restaurant and a Japanese one, but that is another tale.