As much as everyone would love to have a perfect trip, you have to face the fact that something bad might happen.
And IF it does… just go with it.
There’s no turning back time.
What has happened happened and now you have to work past it and make the best of your current situation.
Starting with this article I’m going to have ongoing Blog Posts called: SHIT HAPPENS.
Because… well… It Does.
These posts will be dedicated to my mishaps and foolish travel mistakes.
Hopefully I’m not gonna be writing many of these, but who knows.
At least you can learn from my misfortunes and not make them yourself.
I have never lost my Passport(which I consider to be the worst thing to happen while traveling).
However I have had some unplanned and unfortunate situations arise during my travels.
Some small and some a bit bigger.
But I’ve survived to tell the tales and you will too.
But have you ever been so lost that you started looking behind buildings to find a place to sleep for the night?
I have done that twice.
Both situations involved me arriving after 10 pm.
And both times involved a limited amount of directions to my hostels location.
I was not traveling with a phone or a laptop at this time.
Luckily for me I was helped by complete strangers also roaming the streets late at night.
I stood in the middle of an empty street and thought to myself “If I stand here long enough I will magically appear at my hostel.”
That did not work.
Luckily a British guy rounded the corner and said “Hey, you look lost. Do you need any help?“
Yes I Did.
And as fate would have it, this kind soul had stayed at the same hostel the year before.
It took us about 30 minutes to find it(in the opposite direction I was walking).
I thanked him and mentioned my misadventure to the man behind the Check-In desk.
Before I could finish he cut me off and yelled “EMERGENCY!!!!”
He ran out of the room for about 2 minutes and when he came back he had a large glass of beer and said “Here you go Mate.”
All was good in the world.
Maybe I should have looked at it a little longer.(Hint Hint).
I just stood there wondering “Where the hell am I supposed to catch my next bus to Cesky Krumlov?”
I go back on the bus and ask the driver “Cesky Krumlov bus?”
He points behind us and that’s all I get out of him.
I figured I’d walk in the direction they pointed.
Knowing damn well there wasn’t going to be a bus station around I asked the first group of people I saw.
The group gives me a point in a vague direction, so onward I went.
After a few more minutes of walking I felt lost again.
She said her English wasn’t very good.
I find the building, walk in, see that no trains are running.
As soon as this happens I stop and look around for a bit.
A harsh realization sits in and I start laughing.
It was more of a maniacal, “I might go crazy on something” type of laugh.
The reason being is because I’m right where I started when the bus dropped me off.
That building that in no way, shape, or form looked like a Bus Station or Train Station was actually BOTH; the train station and bus station!!!
The Journey Continues.
Instead this time I see paper stapled to telephone poles.
I walk about 2 buildings away and behind a fence was a parking lot with buses in it.
I walked around the entire town for an hour to find a bus that was 400 meters away from where I was first dropped off.
And the rest of that trip didn’t go without a few more mishaps.
That’s how travel usually is.
Things go awry, but in the end it usually always works out.
Have you ever been so lost that you thought you were going to be sleeping on the streets?
Getting lost can turn into a new journey.
Tell me about your Getting Lost stories in the Comments below.