Something I've always prided myself on and has never failed on me in desperate and anxious times- A turn around the corner, maybe two or three? streets down? Just in the general Northwest direction, I know, I'd get there. Somehow I've never really had problems navigating myself, even in foreign lands and unfamiliar places; which is great, really, because being absolutely and completely lost is totally a situation I do not like to be in (regardless of however much (useless) assurance a third-party might try to provide), much less in a foreign land.
It's not that I naturally know things are- I like to ask around or check things first, and then just scan them through; the directions, the verbal instructions, the brief look at the map; I like to know where I'm headed to; how to get to where I want to go to; where I am, in relation to things, people and space. The feeling of being able to navigate the streets (seemingly) effortlessly, like a local, is definitely one of the cheap thrills that you can get when you're travelling.
coupled with an rather respectable memory
(or impeccable, if playing board games and thrashing everyone else at remembering a string of 30 or more nonsensical and unrelated sounds, actions and words count, as well as randomly remembering faces/people/strangers from my past/present)
I've always been rather comfortable with finding my place somewhere.
Can't deny it's degree of usefulness, and also how it sometimes (mildly) impresses people that you remember the way to a restaurant, their house, their favourite place, etc. after only being shown it once/described it vaguely.
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Am I cold?
Not sure really.
The tendency to be cold is higher if you feel cold, I think.
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can't believe it!
i left Hongkong without eating Krispy Kreme!?
how did i forget?
:(
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