Get Lost!

One of the many ironies since my move to Marseille is that people here stop ME and ask for directions. It's happened at least 3 times since I arrived little over a week ago. Of course, once I start to speak in French, they realize that I am an "étranger" or foreigner. I usually just smile, explain that I just moved here and they smile and continue looking for someone else to help them. I don't usually mention that I've taken "the long way home" a few times already, as I like to explore the side-streets and then can't quite seem to find my way back to the main road. Ah well, just part of the adventure, I say! And along my "detours" I've found an antique store, a Vietnamese restuarant, and a dress shop (where I bought a nice black skirt--on sale!). So it is worth getting lost every once in a while!