I still remember vividly the first time a local gave me directions in Costa Rica:
Go north 700 meters. At the “pulperia” turn left, and go west 300 meters. At the corner where the old fig tree used to be, turn right. Go 175 meters and it’s the papaya-colored house on the left with the black gate.
Or, how about the directions to my old apartment in Rohrmoser, whe