I was living in Europe, taking art classes. Everyone in the class was creating fantastic works of art. I was creating a very well-done drawing of everyone in the classroom working. Some guy possibly the instructor, needed my assistance. He was stuck in this country because he'd left his ID in his apartment in an adjacent country. Without his ID, he could not cross back over to his apartment. I volunteered to go get his paperwork. I rode my bicycle, an old classic blue Schwinn with a basket on the front. I got side tracked in the adjacent country and returned without his ID. He was unhappy with me for forgetting his paperwork.
Background: About a week ago, I took a local figure photography class. My favorite pictures are the ones I took of a crowd of students photographing the nude model. I have not traveled abroad other than Canada for several years.