Most likely I would join the army of the dead, so I can eat some human brains with my new buddies.

Head to the woods. No humans living there = no humans to turn into zombies. Wait maybe a year to let the apocalypse blow over then slowly make my way to small cities first, and then to larger ones if the small cities are relatively safe to scavenge for needed things.

Take my time, learn to blend with the environment.

I'll use Sputnik V to survive XD

Intentaría sobrevivir en las tiendas como en el primer juego, buscando suministros y armas, y claro, no confiar en nadie jej

Spend most of my time canoeing, and go ashore in forests from time to time to forage. Sounds sort of peaceful, actually.

I figure the zombies won't be out on the water in canoes.

I would use a hot air balloon to travel around. Not because it's the zombie apocalypse but because I've always wanted to do that before I die.

I would eat a bug.

I´d keep walking... not dead.

strap pillows to my body to ward off bites.

I would try to eliminate as many zombies as I could. I'm not convinced that a zombie apocalypse would be able to cause global destruction if people just eliminated what zombies they were able to.

Find a boat and stay on the water.

Apocalypse, Shamocalypse....If there were zombies roaming the world I would consider it a capitalistic venture too sweet to refuse. I would invest all of my hard earned dough into Impossible Brain(trademark pending), a lab approximation of what a real brain would taste like. I would laugh my way to the bank as fast food chains became a vital part of the national defense, armed only with my kickstarted creation. And not to be bested, if this product some how failed to woo the living dead(which I doubt it would) I would simply divert my capital into the newly re-emerging medical maggot industry(learned this little money making nugget from SciFri on NPR earlier this afternoon). These little suckers, properly dispersed, would eat right through the hordes of walking dead flesh faster than Shaun of the Dead, leaving me again at the head of the national defense, albeit on my second try, but who is counting. Plan C........brainzzzzz.........ahaughaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!

twinkies and broccoli.

Either band together with the survivors find a remote mt with snow or out on a boat

I will wear a knight armor.