Last Friday I was driving Kyra home from dance when the car next to me rolled down the window and the driver asked me for directions. I gave him directions and we both continued on our way.
Not a very remarkable occurrence, but it made my day for the following reasons -
1. the request for directions was made in French
2. I didn't have to ask him to repeat the question
3. I knew where he wanted to go and the direction to send him in
4. I replied in French