Ok, so this one time when I was 5 my family went to Rome with this group. We were walking in Piazza San Pietro and our group got separated. My mum thought I was with my dad,  and my dad thought I was with my mum. Long story short, I was with neither because I got tired of walking in the sun and decided to take a break and sit on a bench in the shade. That's the story of how I got a group of tourists yelling my name out for 30 minutes in the middle of Italy.