Well…we get a ways and the bus driver looks at us like as if we were to know what was going on. At about that point we realized that we were the only ones on the bus – it was time to get off (we have absolutely no idea why….still…we are not sure why we had to get off….it will forever remain a mystery). Our adventure had finally begun. We started looking for landmarks, trying to figure out where we were and how to get to where we wanted to go. We started to look for steeples in the sky. After finding one we began to work towards it, however, we soon realized that this was not the part of town we wanted to be on ( we also realized that it was the wrong steeple, not the one belonging to the cathedral en el centro). So we turned around and wandered for a bit (pretending we knew exactly where we were). After a while we found a street that was pretty crowed…we decided to follow traffic…and guess what??? It worked! We found
It was so fun to be able to look around again and do some shopping!! (I got something for ya mom!!! He he J!) We tried the coolest pan dulce!!! (pan means bread) They have so many pastries here…and they are all so fun looking. I had this “think”, it was sweetened bread, but it had horns…it was so different. We were inside the store and I decided that I wanted to try the weirdest looking thing!!! (or the weirdest looking thing without chocolate or fruit…)
As time past we pondered over the idea of getting home, we kind of didn’t really have any idea where to start. I decided that I would ask these two boys that we met in the Mercado who seemed to be friendly and we had already been talking with them for quite some time. They said that they would be able to take us home! (mom, dad…you might want to stop reading at this point….everything worked out great, and I know you are not supposed to talk with strangers, but we were a little desperate and we felt that this was an okay thing to do and it was okay for us to trust them). Anyway, they road the buses home with us. Afterwards, Jess and I were talking about how absolutely amazing the people are here. They are so kind, and so willing to drop anything to help others. Really. The people in our ward here, and people we meet on the streets…that’s just what is suspected. It’s hard though, you can not trust everyone, and you can’t tell who is being nice and who’s maybe got other intentions. However, Jess and I decided, because we choose not to give the boys our phone number, we would simply have to “Pay if forward”, to repay them for their act of kindness.
2 comments:
Ashley Alberts I can't believe you let some strange boys in a strange country where you can hardly speak the language take you home!!! I'm glad you were on the bus and not in their private car. Then your mother surely would have been on the next plane to Guadalajara to bring you home. Obviously you are having the time of your life, but stay safe!
Grandma
thanks grandma...we were pretty sketchy about it...promise it took some serious comptiplation (no idea how to spell that....) but we were so lost and had no idea how to get home...and we felt okay about it!!!! good thing we say our prayers in the morning...huh!? he he! :) promise to be safe! hows grandpa!?
take care! love you both!
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