Oh shit, I'm lost

Well since some of you know, and others just havent been lucky enough, I am allways lost. I tend to just walk along, and often I end up somewhere interesting. But whats the point of stories where everything goes as planned? Instead you can listen to me complaining over stupid stuff, and how I got extra excercise since I walked two hours in the wrong direction.

A bit of insights in My lack of directions:

Day one: Followed green line to a restaurant, further on to hotell and discotheque. Day two: Walked to hotell with red line. Day three walked to disco yellow line. Day four: figgured out that i was 3 min walk from hotel... purpur line... and Pretty close to the disco too ...