I guess I shouldn't be surprised. If someone stole me from my house six different times, I'd probably memorize every twist and turn in case it happened again. I guess I get to endure the "is this the day my mom gives up on me?" test. Every day.
Of course Roran cannot find our next door neighbor's house. Well, it's not quite that bad, but still....I guess if we get them early enough and keep them long enough they feel secure enough to let us lead the way.
Here's to hoping that Texas doesn't go and screw it up for this boy.