Searching for food we decided to venture off the main road — Tourism Street. Walking in the residential neighborhood something smelled good, I leaned over a ledge and saw a family grilling kabobs. “Hello, come down” the man said. Usually I’m hesitant, on edge for a scam, strangely this seemed legit. It was. He gave us food and drinks, and then he asked if we could help her daughter with her English homework. We even did the next day’s crossword puzzle for her when she wasn’t looking. This is traveling.