My generation doesn't understand these things. We try. But here is my journey.
Years ago my wife wanted a MP3 player to use at the gym. After a while she quit using it.
Not being totally anti-technology, I decided to taste the waters of all things MP3 and bought an iPod. After jousting and combatting an absolutely insane and anti-user friendly piece of crap software package called iTunes, I somehow managed to get music on this thing (wake up Apple, let us drag and drop files to this device).
I bought a car mount for the device, removed the radio/navigation unit in the SUV, installed an integrated iPod interface, re-installed the components, and reprogrammed the works. All of this was easier and took less them than it did to move a few songs to the iPod.
A couple weeks later we were about to depart on a road trip with our camper. My wife got into the SUV and the following conversation is retold for your enjoyment.
WIFE: "What's that?"
ME: "An iPod."
WIFE: "What's an iPod?"
ME: "A MP3 player, similar to the one you don't use."
WIFE: "Whose iPod is it?"
ME: "Huh? I don't understand the question"
WIFE: "Is it yours, is it mine, or is it ours?"
ME: "If you want an iPod, I'll buy one."
WIFE: "I think it should be ours. I like it when we share."
ME: "It is no one's. It belongs to the truck."
And it has stayed in the truck where it belongs. It has never been on a trail. It does not belong on a trail.