Correggio chameleons

This week i have a new kids group to teach. Three kids, 11 years old. Ok, except that they can't get to the school so i have to go to them. The first time a new teacher meets a new student Kathryn likes someone from the school to go too and introduce them. A nice touch and also means it's not so scary for the teacher. So I am to follow Carlotta for my first visit. Except that the lesson is from 6.45 til 8 so it's pitch black by the time we set out and correggio ( neither of us have been here before i might add) is a good 30 minutes away. Carlotta has the Tom Tom and i follow her, all good right up until the tail lights i'm following turn out to belong to a silver car not Carlotta's blue toyota. Oh God. For the next 20 minutes I simply follow the signs to Correggio, in order to find a suitable place to stop and panic. By now the school is closed and everyone else has gone home. I get to what i think is the beginning of correggio and turn into a pizzeria, I've just applied the handbrake and am looking for a paper bag to breathe into, when a car pulls up next to me and It's carlotta! Thank God, more or less her first words, Lets go! She was just as worried as me but now we are 20 minutes late and only just on the outskirts of the town. we Finally arrived 30 mins late but the parents were very understanding-( apparently happens to everyone...!) The lesson went ok, I them just had to find my way home. I managed it with no small amount of help from Jane (the lovely Tom Tom lady, managed to switch it into english because trying to drive, in the dark, on the tangienzale and translate was just a smidge too much for a Tuesday) and carlotta who had been fab, I got home! Hurrah! Driving to Jodi tomorrow morning is going to feel practically mundane after that! Good thing too as Sil, Sammie and I are driving down to Florence at the weekend. (fingers and toes crossed, safe journey etc)