the first place i went was tangier in morocco. there's all these twisty turny alleyways with no signs, and you theoretically don't know where you're going, but as i walked through the medina, i realized, oh, it's on a hill, and the hill slopes down toward the sea. if i'm going down hill i'm going towards the skae and if i'm going uphill, i'm going away from the sea. i kept trying to turn them off, to not think about where i was going. and one day, i met a young woman who was interning at this art center in tangier, and she wanted to take me to some far flung cafe. so all i did was talk to her and follow her. so i paid no attention. completely under her care. you know, and that was great. i sort of almost was capable of not realizing where i was. >> that's the key is not paying attention, that's how you get lost. i grew up in a town where i left the town when i was 16 years 80. all i knew about driving around town was sitting in the passenger's seat. i new absolutely nothing about how to get around. and i think smart phones do some

the first place i went was tangier in morocco. there's all these twisty turny alleyways with no signs, and you theoretically don't know where you're going, but as i walked through the medina, i realized, oh, it's on a hill, and the hill slopes down toward the sea. if i'm going down hill i'm going towards the skae and if i'm going uphill, i'm going away from the sea. i kept trying to turn them off, to not think about where i was going. and one day, i met a young woman who was interning at this art center in tangier, and she wanted to take me to some far flung cafe. so all i did was talk to her and follow her. so i paid no attention. completely under her care. you know, and that was great. i sort of almost was capable of not realizing where i was. >> that's the key is not paying attention, that's how you get lost. i grew up in a town where i left the town when i was 16 years 80. all i knew about driving around town was sitting in the passenger's seat. i new absolutely nothing about how to get around. and i think smart phones do some

the first place i went was tangier in morocco. there's all these twisty turny alleyways with no signs, and you sort of theoretically don't know where you're going, but as i walked through the medina, i realized, oh, it's on a hill, and the hill slopes down toward the sea. if i'm going downhill, i'm going towards the sea and if i'm going uphill, i'm going away from the sea. it's hard to turn those instinctual things off. i kept trying to turn them off, to not think about where i was going. and one day, i met a young woman who was interning at this art center in tangier, and she wanted to take me to some far-flung cafe. so all i did was talk to her and follow her. so i paid no attention. completely under her care. you know, and that was great. i sort of almost was capable of not realizing where i was. >> that's the key is not paying attention, that's how you get lost. i grew up in a town where i left the town when i was 16 years old. all i knew about driving around town was sitting in the passenger's seat. i new absolutely nothing a