When I drive, I often get lost and end up in a better place. Once, I got lost and ended up at a flea market in a very dangerous neighborhood in Detroit. Everyone was surprised to see me. When someone known to be a racist walked up to me. I put out my hand to shake his hand and said, it is an honor to meet you friend. I was not aware of it at that time, but he and a group surrounded me and escorted me throughout the flea market. Even helped me carry my stuff to my car. They even gave me an escort out of town to a safer place.