It’s no secret now that I’ve been the one among the group to get lost the most. But from personal experience, getting lost isn’t always a bad thing. Getting lost can lead you down the path uncharted and force you to learn and adapt in ways you might not have had to otherwise. The first time I got lost was just outside Giolitti’s, and it was just after my first wonderful experience with gelato (which lives up to the hype). I can out of the restaurant and found that my team had abandoned me. But letting fear get the better of you is never the smart thing to do. You’re lost in a new city where people might not speak the same language as you, but you do have a map, and a particular set of skills that turn you into an adaptable beast. With some luck and confidence, and by using some of the Italian phrases we learned, I found my way back. But I was eager to do it again. And the next day, I got my chance. A few classmates and I found ourselves wandering through Rome when we decided to get food. But where to go? There are tons of places to eat, but we also wanted to sit down and enjoy our company. So, we did the only logical thing. We shot arrows into the dark. Together, the four of us marched randomly into the night until we came upon this neat little restaurant that didn’t have any doors. You could just walk in and order. The food was great, and it was nice to sit among friends in a restaurant whose name I can’t remember.