Reader-added tags include "Lethal lack of directional sense", "Little lost Kogasa", and "Trap: revolving floor".

I tried to visit Baltimore's inner harbor last spring, but got my directions wrong and ended up on a frozen airless comet in a 1300-year orbit around Procyon.

I occasionally got turned around in some of the underground shopping places in Korea when I was there in December. Having signs pointing to the numbered exits is a freaking godsend (though even then, some of them are large enough that you can miss your turn if you aren't careful).