I squint my eyes trying to see past the intense glare of the sun.
Where am I?
How did I get here?
Passers by look down at me sceptically.
They probably think I'm a weirdo.
"Are you ok?" A woman asks kneeling down beside me.
"I think so" I tell her
She sits down and keeps me company.
"Where are you from?" She asks with a smile.
"England" I say remembering a country I had seen on TV.
What don't look...