Glad you were helped. i had a similar experience the first time I went to Palermo, no Italian.. and my slippers were stolen from the beach. An old drunk Italian took me with him, offering a ride. With no option I accepted. He drinking the whole way, i had no idea if he was going in the right direction. On one of the red lights, I got a call from my friends saying they had reached. I got off hurriedly, he was really mad. I do not know what the end would have been, had I continued.