It was easy for Max to get to Liverpool Station. He enjoyed the 300-mile train journey through the countryside, but now came the difficult bit. How could he find the youth hostel? The guidebook said it was in an old warehouse down by the docks. The address was Tabley Street with the postcode L18EE. He asked at the tourist information office opposite the station. The woman behind the counter gave him a map of the city and said it was only a 10-minute walk. He could see the station on the map and River Mersey with the docks. It looked easy enough to find. He started to walk, but then it began to rain. After half an hour he decided to ask somebody for directions. He stopped a man in the street. “Excuse me, can you tell me the way to the youth hostel?” But the man answered, “Sorry, I’m a stranger here myself.” He then asked a policeman, “Excuse me, do you know where the youth hostel is?” “Well, the easiest way is if you go to the station. It is only a 10-minute walk from there. Ah, you have a map. Let’s see. We are here. The railway station is there on the corner of Station Road and Main Street. Go straight down Station Road past the cinema. Then you will come to a crossing with traffic lights. Turn left at the traffic lights and straight on at the roundabout. The youth hostel is in front of you. You really can’t miss it.” “Thanks a lot for your help.” “Don’t mention it,” said the policeman. Max looked at the map and realised that he had looked at it upside down. He hadn’t turned left at the traffic lights; he had turned right! And instead of going straight on at the roundabout, he had turned left. A very wet Max went back to the station and this time he was very careful not to take a wrong way. Five minutes later he was standing in front of the youth hostel.