Well there should be a small grey text next to the title. Like a fine print or something. That I can manage in Portuguese. I would not say I speak it perfectly, but I usually manage.
Why did I find important to mention it at the moment. Well let me explain.
Today evening we went to walk around a bit with Luciana. She is a friend of Livia from Rio and is staying here for some weeks. We explored the seashore a bit in downtown Floripa. Near the Beira Mar if anybody reading this is familiar with Floripa.
But this is not why I am writing this blog post. The title sums up the reason. Let me explain it a bit.
The story is connected to our walk with Luciana so I will describe the events also.
Since we were meeting up in the center in fron of the Beira Mar, I had to get there somehow. I have never gone there by bus so had a small problem. There was not anybody here I could ask either so decided to just try my luck. I knew that if I go to the terminal in Trindade, near where I live, I probably can take a bus from there.
To the Trindade terminal I knew how to get so that was easy.
Here was my first problem. In the Trindade I had no idea which bus to take to get to the shopping center. So finally I decided to try my Portuguese and ask one driver. And he even understood me. And thankfully he just pointed to one bus instead of a long answer. So we managed to communicate very nicely.
On the bus I started thinking, okay this bus goes to Beira Mar shopping, but how do I know when to get off. I was not sure I would recognize the place. Then I decided to do what the locals usually do. There is a guy who checks tickets at the bus. If the locals don't know exactly how to get where they want to go, they ask that guy for directions. But they have one advantage, they speak Portuguese! Well I decided to try my Portuguese out again. And I asked they guy if he could tell me when we are at the bus stop for Beira Mar. And guess what, he even understood me. When the bus was approaching the correct stop he signalled me to get off. I was really happy. I managed to explain what I needed in Portuguese and the guy understood. Perfect.
Then I met up with Luciana. Luckily she spoke English very well and I did not need to try out my Portuguese anymore. We had a small walk near the seashore. Explored the city a bit. Cause we both have not been here for very long.
I have to say again that Floripa is a very, very beautiful place. The views were amazing. I have only seen scenery like this in the movies and wished I could go to a place like this. Now I am here :)
This picture does not do justice do the view, but it is the best I have
So when we finished our walk it was time for Luciana and I to go home. We were in front of the Beira Mar shopping again, because I though I could take the same bus I came with the other way and get back to Trindade terminal. Well the bus went only one way. So that option was out. But Luciana asked some locals and we found out that all buses from there should go to the central terminal. From there I knew a bus I could take and told Luciana she can go home. I know how to get home. Off she went I was alone again.
Now we reach the third time I managed to get by with my Portuguese knowledge. I saw one bus coming to the bus stop. I did not recognize it so asked the driver if he was going to the central terminal. And again I was successful. Although this was an easy thing to ask, but still.
In the central terminal I had a bit of a scare. Now it seems nothing really, but at the time a was a bit worried to say the least. I found out that the bus I usually take from there does not go on Saturdays and Sundays. Since it was Sunday then I had a small problem. I was in the central terminal, quite far from my home. My bus card was out of money and I had only cash for two bus tickets maximum. And there were no ATMs nearby. So yeah, for one sec I was a bit clueless of what to do. But then I thought, okay I can ask somebody again. In Portuguese of course. Assuming to find somebody who speaks English at a Sunday night in the central terminal would be too much. So I went on one bus and asked the guy who checks tickets (I really do not know a better name for him). I showed him the address and of course it was the wrong bus. But he explained me how to get there where I was living. I had to take two buses. And to my surprise I even understood him, GREAT. I was a bit relieved. Not much of course, because I will still in the central terminal without almost any money and no means of getting cash. And I had to take two buses. Since I had to pay in cash, that meant buying two tickets. All my money would go there.
I took the bus the guy recommended. It came pretty fast. I asked the driver to be sure if he is going to the Trindade terminal. That is where I could take my next bus. And well if I would get there then I knew which buses to take. Or I could have even walked. It is about 30 minutes walking. Though I have recently heard from many sources that walking in the dark here is not a very good idea at all. So wanted to avoid that.
Anyway, now I was on the bus that was hopefully going toward the Trindade terminal. I was still a bit nervous because I knew I had money for only one more ticket. And if I would end up in some very wrong place it would not be very good. Luckily it was the right bus and I ended up in the Trindade terminal. As I came off the bus I saw the bus I can take at the stop, waiting. I got on it. And since I was in the terminal, did not even have to pay again. Now I was feeling pretty happy already. The misery I had 20 minutes ago was totally wiped away (I already had time to curse everything connected with the situation I was in).
So there I was. On the bus back home. Safe, without any crazy long walk in the darkness and on empty streets (there are not many people here on the streets during the dark). And I was feeling pretty happy and proud of myself. I managed in Portuguese and found my way back home. I know I still do not speak Portuguese that well, BUT I can manage communicating in that language. And that is what counts.
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