DEJA VU

We have gotten lost in cities all around the world. (I'm never afraid when I'm lost with Neal because I know he'll find our way sooner or later.) And now we can say we've been lost in Tel Aviv. Had no idea where we were. We arrived on schedule at Ben Gurion Airport, sailed through passport control and customs, got our rental car with no problems, and set out for Tel Aviv with me driving and Neal acting as Navigator. It just works best that way for us. As we were driving along, folks kept honking their horns and waving at us. What friendly folks! They were trying to tell me that my door wasn't closed. It took me a couple of tries, swinging it open and trying to close it while trying not to run into anyone or off the highway. Neal had a map, compass, and his good sense of direction going for him, but we still got lost. And it was dark. We wound up at the University in Tel Aviv. When we stopped to get our bearings, an Israeli soldier happened by and Neal called out to him and asked if he could tell us how to get to Jaffa. He said he wasn't from this area and didn't know. I asked him if he could tell us where we were and he didn't know that either. But he did point us in a direction (I'm not sure what that was now - jet lag.). We continued in that direction until we found our way to Jaffa and the condo. Fortunately, the landlord had sent us directions and step-by-step photos to help us find the condo, the underground garage, and our parking space. It probably won't be the last time we get lost. By the way, Neal found that the compass was inaccurate in the car. He thinks there's some kind of metal or magnetism or something that affected it. It would point E one time and W another even when we were headed in the same direction. We decided there is a life lesson there somewhere. Be sure that you're using a compass that works all the time, no matter the circumstances. I wonder - what is your life's compass?