This was only realised when I started to eat & nearly choked because the chicken tasted rather floral... . I got accused of being fussy until everyone else tucked in. Sniggering doesn't even begin to cover it!
*Realising the Circle Line & Metropolitan line on the London Underground are distinct & seperate. Discovering the Circle line goes in a circle & the Metropolitan takes you out of London in the direction I was going, not in. I didn't figure this by reading the map at the tube station but by getting on the right train but in the wrong direction & ending up in Watford instead of the Barbican. You'd think I'd have realised at the next stop but no, it completely bypassed me & I only realised my mistake when I was too far out of London to get off it & go back (& by that point had definitely come to the conclusion it was safer to stay on the train than it was to stand alone on a platform), getting off the train & hearing the tannoy announce the last train going back into London was the one arriving in 1 minute on the opposite platform, making a mad run for it & faking a 'don't mess with me confidence' all the way back into Central London at nearly midnight & then having to walk from the tube to my digs.
As if that wasn't bad enough, in my haste to get onto the train I didn't bother looking for one that had more than two people in but got on a carriage that contained two men that seriously gave me the creeps. One who tried to convince me it was the other one's birthday & would I like a drink before the supposed birthday boy sitting next to me & asking if I'd get off at the next stop & go to a bar they knew. Also, how old was I? Do you know you're very pretty? Do you have a boyfriend? It could have been innocent but my cynical mind jumped into gear & I was bricking it inside but faking total confidence on the outside.
I figured the best way of appearing to at least have some idea of what I was doing & where I was going was to stride rather than linger, look ahead & hold eye contact with any dodgy types rather than look down & hurry.
And call a friend on my mobile explaining the situation & to call me back in 15 minutes. If he got no answer then to call the cavalry!
On the surface it was amusing but I was cursing myself inside for being so stupid. It was the only time I got lost in London full stop as I made sure where I was going from then on & not being so laid back as I had been at home in the back of beyond & knowing a person by name if they passed me on the street.