Georgetown

So, I got lost on the Georgetown campus.
Our tour guide dropped us off at the bookstore. What a relief to get out of the cold into the toasty store. I absolutely have to buy this sweater. On the front it reads, "HOYAS. Georgetown University" And on the back, in huge letters, "G-TOWN." It screams at me to buy it. Our chaperone tells us to hurry because a Hawaii student is going to show us the inside of a dorm. Our chaperone is pretty pushy, I decide. I'm the last one at the checkout line and I want to bust out my traveler's checks since all college bookstores take them. Save my cash for the food. Lauren and Jennie are waiting for me, but then our chaperone shoos them outside, telling them to join the others and that she'll wait for me. $44.42, the cashier tells me. So I use two $20 traveler's checks and then pay the difference in cash. The cashier wishes me to have a nice day. And so far, it's been nice. I walk outside with my sweater in hand to find the lobby area empty. Where is the group? I reach into my pocket for my cellphone and realize that I forgot my phone on the damn bus. What a day to forget my phone, considering that I rarely go anywhere without it. I wonder how I'll ever be rescued. I ask the girl sitting under a "Georgetown Luau" banner if she knew where the group just standing out here went. She's from Hawaii. She tells me that they just left like a minute ago. I ask her in what direction, they were going to see some dorms I think. She says the dorms are scattered all over, but she instructs me to go outside (in the cold :() and go right. If I run, I can probably catch them since they just left. I do what she says, but instead of finding the 15 other students, 3 chaperones and 1 tour guide, I see lots of unfriendly faces. Well duh, I am in D.C. not exactly the same as Hawaii. I run quite far but I still don't see anybody. I think about asking some random, albeit unfriendly person to use their cell phone but then I find out, to my horror, that I don't have anyone's # memorized. My moms? What would that do, she'd freak out. My dad's? Same thing. Boyfriend? What could he do about it? How fast is my tourgroup walking?!?!? They must be practically running. But then again, everything is fast paced on the east coast. I stay on Hawaiian time. Confused and on the verge of panicing I return to the place I came from, the bookstore, in case someone should come back looking for me. That wasn't the case. The Hawaii girl is still there typing away on her laptop. I am sorry to bother her, but I am getting a little worked up. "Sorry, but I didn't find them. What do I do? Do you know the dorm they went to?"
She looks at me with eyes that show pity. "Oh, no. I tried calling Angela (the tour guide) but she didn't answer. I'll try again." I was now getting mad. Why weren't the "responsible" chaperones looking for me. Don't they care that one of their students, one of the ones they were responsible for and could get sued if something bad happened, is missing? The poor Hawaii Georgetown girl reassures me that they wouldn't leave without me. I know it's true, but they're really starting to cut it close. She directs me to go to the admissions building, I forgot what it was called, but I know I had a hard time hearing what it was. So I go to the admissions building, a gigantic old work that I had been taking pictures in front of an hour earlier. I walk inside and ask a very pale, vampire-esq lady if anyone from the Hawaii tour group had come in. She tells me no, but if I would like to use the phone to call someone, I could, in a blunt manner. "Wonderful." I think. "JUst grand, too bad I don't know anyone's #."Still no sign of a chaperone. Students were casually parading across the field/quad, bundled up but happy. I am not. I pace and walk around in circles thinking that they had left me for sure. I decide that I really should just stay in one place, so I plop myself down on the steps of the admissions building and wait, wondering what the chaperone will say to me... if she even comes, that is.
So then out of the corner of my eye, I see her, nonchalantly talking story with some student that I assume is the tour guide who took everyone to her dorm. Were they worried? I think not. No matter, I am saved! I am slightly salty after this whole ordeal, but it doesn't matter because I learned 2 very important things. DON'T EVER FORGET YOUR CELLPHONE (I already knew that though) and DON'T PANIC cause I probably looked ridiculous, frantically wandering around like a lost little baby. After this, I always made sure I had my cellphone wherever we went. And despite this whole incident, the east coast college tour was excellent, and something I'd recommend.