If you must get lost, I recommend Geneva

First the facts (In local Lyon time to make things easy):

6 am Monday. Depart Philidelphia, 6 hours late due to a malfunctioning hydraulic line.
2 pm. Arrive in Zurich airport, needless to say I miss my connection to Geneva.

So I can't find the airline I'm supposed to get to Geneva on, so I decide to take a train, leaving my bag in Zurich that I thought would go on to Geneva regardless (First timer mistake)

6 pm. Bought a ticket from Zurich all the way to Lyon because I'm not sure where my bag is and I reason that If I get to Lyon I can get my bag sent there. When I am changing trains in Geneva, I get on the wrong train, in the first class section on top of that. So I get fined 60 Euros for a bad ticket and for sitting in first class (It looks just as drab as coach!) I get back to Geneva station and decide to check the airport for my bag. It is not there but I get the claim in the system.

8 pm. By now I'm back at Geneva train station but the last train to Lyon left 20 minutes ago so I walk around Geneva, a very beautiful city, scared out of my mind because every hotel is full.

10 pm. I stumble into a four star hotel and the clerk (A great guy) takes pity on me and searches for a hostel and finds one for only 30 francs (20 Euros). This is the only highlight of the night. I don't sleep. Hostels are not conducive to a good nights sleep.

3 am Tuesday

At this point in my trip I have been delayed in Philly for 6 hours, I have not had sleep nor much food in, count it, 21 hours. I have no reason to believe that my checked bag will ever be found because of the change in airlines that never happened in Zurich. My computer is dead, the voltage converter blew out the hostel's internet. My phone does not work. I am alone, 4 thousand miles from home with no way to contact ANYONE. An impossibly tall wall seems to stand before me and Lyon. With the ominous stormy weather during my entire experience in Europe, this is the darkest moment in my memorable life.