That’s right, we got lost today and we don’t even have a car yet!
We took the bus to school today. Its not very far and we had a list of the different bus numbers we could take to get to the 2 different stops that are near our school. We had to be at school by 2:30. Just to be safe, we left to go to school at 1:15. It went so smoothly! We stuck our hand out, the bus picked us up, and it let us off just where we thought it would. Even with walking from home to the stop and from the other stop to the school with a potty break along the way, we got to school by 2 pm. So, you’d think that the ride home would go just as smoothly, wouldn’t you?
Not so much.
We left school at 4:30 to walk down to the stop. We stopped for a quick snack (which now I think was a prompting from the Lord) and proceeded to the bus stop. There were several bus #’s we could choose from that supposedly drop off at the stop we got on this morning, so we got on #727. So far so good! The bus started down the road, kept going, kept going, right on past our neighborhood. Then it kept going, kept going, and kept going. Soon it started to turn into some neighborhoods like we were in some kind of maze. Each time it stopped, more people got off until we were the only ones on the bus! Jackson was thrilled, “We have the whole bus to ourselves!”. Well, there was a reason for that. At the next stop, the bus turned off and the money taking dude said something to the effect “this is the end of the road”, acutally it probably wasn’t that because it was all in portuguese and I really have no idea what he said. Don’t forget, WE DON’T SPEAK PORTUGUESE!! Neither the cashier nor the driver spoke english, so we played a mean game of charades complete with Lucas, several times, doing the international symbol for “missed our stop”-which is “pare” which means stop combined with him quickly moving his hand like a zooming car while making the sound of a zooming car. Apparently it is not an international symbol, because they had not idea what we were saying!! Then, Lucas tried pulling out some words we had spoken in class-we haven’t been taught what they mean yet, so he was just going off of what he thought they sounded like. He tried to say “we forgot our stop” by saying “foguete pare” which sounds like “fogechey” which sounds like forget. After we got home, we found out “foguete” means fireworks!! So, he said “fireworks stop!” Somehow we communicated that we missed our stop and did not know what to do. I’m guessing they figured it out merely by the looks on our faces which were most likely priceless.
Apparently the place we stopped was a hub for the buses where they check in between routes, so the bus driver took us to a man in an office. We played some more charades, threw out the few portuguese words we know, and then said the key thing: Center Lar, which is a shopping center near our house. It all made sense to them after that. The poor, lost Americanos were not even close to their home!!! At this point they talked amongst themselves and then told us, I think, that they would find a bus to take us to the Center Lar. Just a reminder…WE DON’T SPEAK PORTUGUESE!!!
We then sat at this hub place for about 1/2 hour when the nice man pointed to a bus, said a bunch of words mixed in with “Center Lar”. So, we got on the bus, the ticket dude watched us to make sure we knew what we were doing, gave us a thumbs up when it was time for us to get off, and we made it home!!!
God is so good, isn’t he? Even with a GIGANTIC language barrier, God provided a way for us to communicate and got us home. We were blown away by the kindness and helpfulness of the brazilians along the way! They really went out of their way to help us. We got home (2 hours later), looked at a map of where we were, and realized we would never have found our way home without the help of these men(we were quite a ways away). We are so thankful that God was in control of the situation even when we had no idea where we were, how to communicate, or how we were going to get home! He just wanted us to have a little adventure on the bus before we have a ton of them in our car!!! I’ll just have to remember this story and how God got us home when we start exploring and we are lost in our van in the middle of the city…




