a) never mind because I get to discover places I wouldn't have otherwise and
b) I always find my way back because I am pretty good at reading maps.
I said normally, right? Well, because in Copenhagen my sense of direction wasn't with me :-) It was hilarious. I got lost so many times and I mean really lost, like walking in the opposite direction kind of lost!
|Venice was the mother of all places to get lost all the time|
Or the day I decided to start my day by visiting the National Museum. After studying my map, I walked out of my hotel and turned right. The museum was supposed to be 3 blocks away. I walked and walked and walked (in the freezing cold, obviously) but no museum. No sign either. I asked for directions and she pointed in the direction I just came from. Oh my. How was this even possible? How could I walk right instead of left AFTER having studied my map? How?? Honestly, at that time I had given up finding reasons for my getting lost all the time.
It was what it was (and I knew then I'd be writing this post!).
Copenhagen will be the exception that proves the rule for my sense of direction!