I like to help the elderly

Di and I went to the Bardo museum yesterday in Tunis.  It houses the world’s finest collection of mosaics taken from Roman ruins in Tunisia, including the one shown in the picture.  That is one of the poet Virgil holding a copy of his Aeneid, with the muses Clio (History) and Melpomene (tragedy) on either side.  Unfortunately, the museum is undergoing renovations and expansion, which means we didn’t get see half of the collection.  That was too bad because what they had I really enjoyed.  So instead of spending a few hours there, we were done in about 90 mins.  As we left I decided to hit the bathroom.  While doing my thing at the urinal I heard someone exit the stall behind me and walk right into the next stall.  Then he laughed and walked out and said to me in French that he thought that was the exit.  He was probably about 80 and couldn’t have been more than 5 foot 2.  I was still at the urinal but I told him in French where the exit was and I motioned my head to the only large open door leading outside.  You have to understand that this was comical to me because the bathroom was tiny, 2 stalls and 2 urinals.  I obviously didn’t laugh though because, well, he was super old.  So he shuffled out the open door, but then immediately decided to come back in.  I was just finishing up but he wanted to then know why I was able to speak French!  I told him I studied it in school as I was zipping up my fly, and he responded enthusiastically by telling me he thought that was great.  As I moved 2 steps over to the sink to wash my hands, he shuffled backwards but continued talking to me.  He apologized for not being able to speak Chinese and asked me if I had been to France.  He basically followed me out the bathroom and back into the lobby excitedly asking about my life story.  Not only did I show him the bathroom exit, I was also a French-speaking (albeit poorly) Chinese guy, and I re-united him his tour group (by pointing to the 30 other people with matching red buttons in the parking lot 15 feet in front of us).  I think I made his day.