The strange thing about getting lost is it’s easy to do when it’s unintentional and hard to do when it’s intentional. Every time I try to get lost I find myself walking down a familiar street again. I tried this in London a few years ago and I couldn’t seem to get away from Oxford Street. Everywhere I went bloody Oxford Street would pop up again.
I felt like a boomerang. To fix this problem I hopped on a random double-decker. A few minutes later I found myself outside Hyde Park and a block away from the Victoria and Albert Museum which happily turned out to be one of my favourite spots in London.
You don’t need to cross the ocean to get lost, it’s possible to do in your own town, something I have accomplished unintentionally many times. Take a bus or a train to an unfamiliar neighbourhood and wander around the side streets.
If you realize at some point that your wallet is missing you’ve picked the wrong neighbourhood. You can avoid this inconvenience by choosing a place to wander that is relatively safe and maybe bring a posse with you. It’s much easier to get lost when everyone is arguing where to go.
P.S. This is an adapted excerpt from my book 100 Ways to get Through Rough Times.