I was with three of my friends from childhood and we were trying to find the right bus to ride. After getting onto the first bus, I set my backpack down at the last row. We had a feeling that it was the wrong bus so we got off and entered a second bus. While standing in the middle of the aisle, we started moving and saw that the one we were looking for was yet another bus that was about to drive off. We quickly got off but I remembered that my bag was still on the first bus so I detached from the group to fetch my belongings. By the time I had gotten my bag and gotten off the first bus, the others had already long gone and I lost my sense of direction as they all departed from a roundabout.