Ranking things is a love language. This list is subjective, unscientific and updated constantly — argue with it in the comments, that is what the comments are for.
There is a version of this story where nothing goes wrong, and it is boring. The version worth keeping has the wrong train, a closed door, and the kind stranger who pointed us the other way.
Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.
A few practical notes before you try it: bring cash, give yourself more time than feels necessary, and photograph the menu board — future you will want to know what that was.
It started as a half-plan on a Tuesday and somehow became the highlight of the week. I wrote down everything while it was fresh, mostly so future-me could relive it — but if this helps you pick your own version of it, even better.
Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.
Money note, since nobody else says it out loud: the whole thing cost less than a takeaway dinner, and most of the supplies came from the drawer I was about to throw out.
I tested this for a month before writing anything. Three takeaways survived contact with reality: it is cheaper than it looks, it rewards consistency over intensity, and the boring option is usually the one that works.
Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.