It's night, and I am with Alona and my two dogs on leashes. We're looking for the building where we're staying.

Behind a bush I spot my orange food bag that I always take climbing. Apparently I dropped it there accidentally on the way past. "Aha!" I say, "this tells me exactly where we are!". I pick it up and we follow the street down the hill to a familiar building.

We part company at that point, and I hand the dogs over to Alona. Apparently she's taking them up to our hotel room, and I quiz her to make sure that she knows where she's going.