I think I remember your words I know that there would be a lack of accuracy , when I recall memories, yet I still want to give it a try. I remember that day when I finished a visit from a museum in London and wanted to return to the hostel I booked for that night, the daylight was sliding towards darkness, I asked the man sat in the information centre ( it’s a small stand), “ could you tell me how to get there?” he circled a name in a small piece of Tube map of London, handed it to me and pulled down the curtain between us immediately, with great force. It was time for him to go home. And I could no longer ask him for help at least for that day, I turned away and managed to find a large Tube map on a wall. I looked at it carefully, trying to find my destination on that map, a young man approached me and smiled, “Could I help you?” “I want to find the…” I gave him the small piece of map, “ Kennington…let’s see, E5,ABCD…E, and 5, so it’s there.” His finger slided to that place on that big map. Yes, Kennington...Kennington. Before I went there, I said goodbye.