On getting Lost

I have no sense of direction what so ever, and have gotten very good at getting myself lost. Everyday that I have walked home, from the bus-stop in Altdorf, I have ended up at the very edge of the town, at the train station. The first day of walking home alone, I ended up walking for nearly an hour until I decided to go back to the center of town, and start again. I did eventually find my way back, but my host mom thought I took the 5 oclock bus from Luzern, even though I took the 4 oclock. Even with a map, I got lost both Thursday and Friday walking back, how I was able to get lost with a map, I still have no idea. For me, getting lost in my village is quite an adventure, as long as I have some water, I am perfectly alright with getting lost. I get to see a lot of my village, and get some good exercise as well. you would think I would know my way by now, but I know I will probably walk to far on Monday at end up at the train station for the 3rd time. At least I can read a map, so that I can always get home if I get myself completely lost.

Above is a photo of Altdorf, my town, seen from the air. It is the cover to my map.

In the center of the picture, is the main square with the yellow tower, that is where I catch the bus.

                            One of my favorite ads here, Only in Switzerland do cows climb mountains...




Everyday is a new adventure, and everything becomes a new story. This country is truly a magical place.