One day woke up in jail cell in socal, couldn’t find my phone. No clue where my Airbnb was besides a venue next to it.
Walked by a bar and remember it from night before, remember Uber drove me north so I walked south. Had to ask crackheads where venue was, they thought I was fellow crackhead.
Walked the beach in cowboy boots and eventually found my Airbnb. Clocked like 5 miles in an hour. Went about my weekend as normal after.