Skip to content

Old Man Yells at Nesquik and Plays Geoguessr

GeoGuessr is a website where you are thrown into a random spot in the world on Google Maps streetview, and you have to try and guess where you are.

It’s fun to play just by itself, to see how close you can get, but it’s even more fun when you put a spin on it: writing a description of each random area you’re given.

During the last stream, chat and I played a game of GeoGuessr together. Just like when we’ve done this before, we were given five random locations anywhere in the world, and we had to guess where they were.

And for each one, we had to write a short description of the area, trying to make it as vivid and detailed as possible.

You can see all the locations, descriptions, and guesses for the locations here.
How did I do against chat? Watch and find out, or scroll down for some highlights.

Here’s what I wrote for each location. Be sure to check out the video to see what they really look like and find out where in the world they’re located!

Location #1 — Mine
The three apartment buildings stood next to each other like siblings. The oldest was clearly raised when the parents had no idea what they were doing. Molded siding and busted windows littered its abused body; it constantly smelled like a gas leak. The middle child was sun-bleached and missing a door, but otherwise healthy, leaning closer to its older brother for support. The youngest child had a fresh coat of white paint and new metal balconies that shimmered in the sun. By the time it was born, the parents finally knew what they were doing, and it grew up happily, oblivious to the unintentional sacrifices its older siblings had made for their younger sister.

Location #1 — dragonflyghter
The Tenessee air is peppered with a hint of crisp grass as a gentle wind blows through, pushing the clouds through the sky in a blanket of white. Ivy clings to the fence like a child, wild and ambitious, reaching ever higher. A car horn honks, breathing life into this seemingly abandoned suburban town.

***

Location #2  — Mine
A single rock among millions along the side of the desert road. It would never stick out, never amount to anything, no purpose to its nonliving existence other than to bake under the blazing sun and get caught up in the occasional dust storm. A brief wind nudges it toward its neighbor, making a small clack that no one hears. That no one cares about.

Location #2 —LewisReach
I gaze at the compounds of broken rock, churned by the earth and scorched by the sky. Each one so similar. A couple specks stand out. I cradle them, eager to find meaning in their cores.

***

Location #3 — Mine
Pools of lush grass grow by the field-fuls off the sides of the paved road. The sharp blades fill the air with fragrant clouds of string beans, fallen leaves, and tilled earth brushed together by nature’s palette, swaying with every stroke of her excited breath.

Location #3 — RealSayakaMaizono
The grass is green, lush and serene. The swaying blades are quite a scene. These country roads I often roam, already feeling right at home. I watch the sunshine hit the leaves, it disappears, those trees such thieves. There is no place I’d rather be, this fine adventure waits for me!

***

Location #4 — Mine
Grace Lutheran Church had a parking lot that fit five, but a heart that could fit all of heaven. There was only one reserved spot, for the good pastor himself, underneath a steepled overhang, so that the old man’s car didn’t get too warm in the summer sunshine. Freshly painted each year and shrubs clipped weekly, the only thing louder than the church itself in the middle of the green fields was its congregation singing each and every Sunday.

Location #4 — cozyrogers
Beneath birdless wires, in deerless fields, stands a church with accommodations for one. A flock-less Shepard in a life-less town, he seeks a lonesome salvation.

***

Location #5 — Mine
Fall is the awkward adolescence of the river fields. Their skin dries and cracks, turning the trees to withered sticks that snap and flake. Green bushes pop up at random, engorged pimples across the plain, alone or huddled in bunches. The first cold tastes of winter tickles the tips of the leaves, promising that they’ll look back on this embarrassing phase with a snow-covered smile once the next season settles in.

Location #5 — JebusDota
Twenty bodies. And James had seen every one of them — each more twisted than the previous. He hated his job. He had promised himself that he would quit as soon as he paid off his overflowing credit card debt. Overflowing like this river, as well as every other body of water James the environmental surveyor had assessed over the past two months. “I hope it does flood,” James muttered. “Then they’ll never find those corpses I dumped to hide those people I murdered.”

If you want to join us and help write a story by trolling in chat, or share your own writing for feedback, then we’d love to have you. We stream on Twitch every Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday.

And you missed the stream, you can still watch them on the YouTube channel or watch the full stream reruns.

Hope to see you next time, friend!

Scott Wilson is the author of the novel Metl: The ANGEL Weapon,
now available!

Published inDescription/DetailsExercises/WritingRandom Inspiration