My barber introduced me to safety razors about twelve years ago, and the lack of plastic waste still impresses me. It's not just the blades, either. You stop buying those big plastic cartridge packs completely. My bathroom bin takes weeks to fill up now, which is a pretty clear sign it's working.

What changed my mind from blaming just pictures was seeing the steps were wrong too.

Remember my buddy trying to fold his giant Rainier map back up in a gust of wind. He had all these pencil notes in the margins about creek crossings, little stars for good camp spots. Was way more into that messy, marked up paper than any perfect GPS track. Said you could feel the trip in the creases and coffee stains. Totally different vibe.