My freshman year, I went to Pizza hut downtown and had a few too many pops.
Thought it was a nice easy walk home to Towers. Somehow ended up on 13th street heading east (I think), finally back down Dayton (I think) and wound up hoofing it in on Lincoln Way a few hours later before I started hitching back into Ames.
Fact is, I don't have a clue where I was or what led me there. Still don't. Have a few drinks, you don't always make correct and/or wise decisions.
At the same time, he was a junior, right? One would think he'd know his way around Campus town and Towers would be a pretty good landmark. The more I think about, the more it seems a bit fishy.