A few years ago, my friend, Nancy, and I went to France and had a fantastic time. We saw a lot, ate A LOT, and walked a lot (thank goodness!). Little did we know that one of us would get lost on the first night of our trip.
There were several mishaps during the trip. At the time, they were frustrating (and a little scary) but they’ve been cause for laughter ever since.
Lost in the City of Lights (Yikes!)
The first mishap was when we got separated at the subway station and I got lost in Paris at 11pm.
We had taken the subway to a stop that let us off a few blocks from the Eiffel Tower and explored the area for a few hours.
The ride back was uneventful. However, when we arrived at our stop, the door on our subway car wouldn’t open. We tried to get out but we couldn’t. We didn’t realize that there was a latch to flip over on the door until another passenger walked past us, flipped it, and got off the subway. We looked at each other like, “Hmmm. Who knew?!”
I followed the woman off the subway, but before Nancy was able to exit, the doors closed. I tried to pry the doors open to let her out, but wasn’t strong enough. I stood on the platform and watched helplessly as the subway carried Nancy and the other passengers off into the distance.
Since Nancy is a seasoned traveler, I knew she would get off the subway, change trains to come back so I waited patiently. When the 2nd train arrived, I saw Nancy get off the train across the platform from me. Once I knew she was back, I headed up to the main platform to meet up with her.
The problem: when I got upstairs, she wasn’t there. I thought she had probably gone up to wait for me in front of our hotel, so I headed up the tunnel.
You Are Here ↓
In the DC area, where we are from, there are only 2 exit options. However, in Paris, there were more than 2 exit options. I couldn’t remember the name of the one that was in front of our hotel, so I took the tunnel that I THOUGHT led to our hotel. The tunnel led me up onto the street. I looked around and didn’t recognize anything around me. Being dark outside didn’t make me feel any better.
I walked a bit and found a map of the area, located the “You Are Here” and thought I had my bearings. However, after it was all over, I realized I had headed in the opposite direction that I needed to go. I was a little nervous as it was after 11pm, dark, and I was in a strange city.
While I was lost, I came upon several other people walking around. I stopped them and asked, “Parlez-vous Anglais?” (Do you speak English?) Most of them spoke enough English to talk to me. The trouble was I couldn’t remember the name of the hotel where we staying or the name of the street it was on.
Meanwhile, Nancy had returned to the hotel only to find I wasn’t back yet. She began panicking, thinking the worst had happened: I had been kidnapped or attacked (or possibly worse).
While she waited for me to return to the hotel, I continued walking through the dark streets of Paris, trying to find my way back.
I stopped a few more strangers, walked a little bit more, and while I was talking to the last stranger asking for help, I looked up and saw the Opera House, which I recognized as being just a few blocks from our hotel.
I was SO RELIEVED!! As it happened, I was only 1 street and a few blocks away from where we were staying.
I quickly headed back toward the hotel. When I walked up, I saw Nancy leaning over the railing, looking down into the stairway that led down to the subway. I tapped her on the shoulder, and when she turned around, I said, “C’est moi!” (It’s me!)
She greeted me with a “WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?! I was SO worried! I thought I’d have to call your mother and tell her I didn’t know where you were. Then, I’d have to call your brother [who we were heading to stay with the next day in southern France] and tell him you were missing.”
Nancy told me that the entire time she was waiting for me, she kept going back and forth between the steps leading to the subway and the front desk of the hotel. She said she’d told the man at the front desk that we’d gotten separated and he tried to reassure her. He said (in his French accent), “Mademoiselle, do she will be back.
We both laugh about it now, but the situation caused both of us to panic when it happened.
This made me think: if I had it to do over, how could I have avoided the situation?
Plan Ahead for Travel Safety
Before your trip:
- Learn a few key phrases in the language of the place you are visiting (if its not your native language) such as:
- Excuse Me
- Do you speak English?
When you get to your destination:
- Familiarize yourself with the area around your hotel – look for landmarks and other things that will help you get your bearings
Before You Leave the Hotel (or wherever you are staying):
- Completely charge your cell phone (if you brought one)
- Know the name of your hotel and the street it is on.
- Put the hotel business card or folded brochure in your pocket so you have the hotel name, address and phone number on it for reference, OR
- Take picture or two of the front of the hotel with the name on it in case you forget, OR
- Take a picture of a business card or brochure for the hotel, showing its name, address & phone number, OR
- Program the hotel name, address, and phone number into your cell phone before heading out to sightsee.
- Decide what you’ll do if you get separated from your traveling companion(s) (if you are traveling with others)
- Where will you meet? Agree on a location
- How will you get back in touch with each other?
- Do you have cell phones with you?
- If so, will you have service where you are?
What To Do If You Get Lost:
- DON’T PANIC! If necessary, take a moment to get your bearings.
- Look around you to see if anything looks familiar
- Use the hotel info that your programmed into your phone to help you find your way back via GPS
- If your phone is dead, use the key phrases you practiced before the trip to help you find your way back