Today proved once again that I have little to no sense of direction.
On Tuesday I went to see my work place for the first time. It is near Samsung station and it's just a few bus rides from where I used to live, but now it's a bit more than an hour bus ride. I had to transfer multiple times to get to work and today my dad showed me a quicker way around.
All was well until we parted ways.
Dad had a lunch meeting with his friend and we got off at different places. I had to get off at Gangnam station and take the subway to Samsung. I found my work okay, and decided to head right back home because I was still pretty tired from walking. (I spent yesterday wandering around as well, trying to find my way back home.) I thought that I got a good look at where I got off and was sure I would be able to find the spot with no problem. I need not tell you I was mistaken.
I spent about an hour walking from one place to another, walking in circles, stepping in and out of subway stations, passing by the same building several times. I knew how to get home by another means, but that meant that I needed to transfer at least twice and take about 90 minutes overall. Frustration and despair took over me.
When I was about to give up my dad called me up and told me he was done with his meeting and asked whether I was already home. I knew my dad would not look kindly upon my lack of resourcefulness, but I was quite desperate; I confessed that I was completely lost and asked for help.
It later turned out that I did find the right spot, but they moved the bus stop for my bus to the side because of construction work. Still I felt pretty stupid.
It just shows that my (previous) uncanny ability to find my way to any location relied on GPS. Entirely. Without a smart phone I will always feel vulnerable. Sigh.
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