Lost in a land without directions

Asking directions doesn’t help much either. Whether in the bank or on the street, a nod or quick point is the most you’ll receive.
During the campus tour, a student asked the guide which direction was north. “Well, it depends,” she said. “On what?!” was our agitated response. After hours of walking in the hot sun, dirt covering our sweaty bodies, and no word yet of what classes will even be offered for the semester, we were a little on edge.
“Well, some people call the Main Gate north, some call it south. It gets confusing so we just use landmarks.”

When I got separated from the group I called Rose, my guide, and told her I was by the house with the monkey.