Lost

 
Pitch dark. Freezing cold. No map. No sign. No one to ask. Nothing. All alone. Stood in the middle of the housing estate. Didn't know which street to go to. Didn't know what road to take. Didn't know who to call to ask for directions. All didn't look familiar to me. I walked and walked according to my heart and 6th sense. Thankfully, it didn't take me too long to find the B&B. My landlady and his son cared are lovely people. They were about to call me when I stepped into the house.

The feeling of getting lost at a totally new place is horrendous. Scary. So Scary. So So So Scary.

I wonder why wasn't I terrified when I lost my way in Japan. I was only 17 and I didn't even know a word of Japanese. Probably because I knew there was someone waiting for me at home? or probably I was much courageous then?