If I sneak in, nobody will have noticed I was gone

I was thinking (while looking like a tourist) about how many subways around the world I have been in.  A few.  About the same time I realized that the number of subways I have at one time or another been lost in is the very same number that I have traveled though.  I guess it is an inevitability, from the simplest inchworm that Daejeon is, the ancient tangle of NYC, the "we've run out of colors to code them by" in Seoul, and now the Frankfurt underground/aboveground/streetcar/commutertrain maze.  I'd like to think I am decent at coming to grips with new ones but I can't help but cringe at the thought of myself spinning around looking up at signs slack jawed 'this is my first day' 'where is my locker' kind of look I have had this past week.  Hopefully I will be able to scoff in confidence at other "U-bahn freshmen' soon.

Seoul

Hong Kong

NYC

Chicago

Taipei

Osaka

Busan

Daegu

Daejeon

Cthulhu (Frankfurt)