This is the Ride that Never Ends…

Today we fulfill a promise that has gone uncompleted for quite some time. We made it to the church on time, as far as we could tell, and waited. We waited long enough that I had to call and make sure my head was on straight. Yes, Norma was on her way to meet us at the church. We found her and got a taxi to take us to the house. We walked a little ways to get there but it was a nice day. We got there and saw Eric, her son. We all sat at the table and she brought piping hot chocolate and bread. It was the best hot chocolate I’ve had all trip. We talked. Eric and Norma used to attend the church we go to but are going to another Church of Christ closer to their house. It is quite trip, and I don’t blame them. We enjoyed a home cooked meal and continued talking. Norma loves taking pictures, so she showed us a number of photos she has taken over the years. It was a pleasant afternoon. I invited Eric to the upcoming paint war, and he left to go to school. Norma showed us her garden and the rooftop addition that is currently in the works. She walked us down to the bus stop and hailed a bus. She was a bit hesitant because it was one of the routes she told me to take, but asked the bus driver if he would drop us off close to the bus station (which is a block from the church), and he said he would.
We boarded with hope of returning home victorious. And we succeeded, after a time. We were one of the first few on the bus and as it wound around the city and back we found ourselves to be the only ones on the bus. I knew the general direction of the church from where we were but didn’t really feel like walking all that way. The driver pulled up a side street and stopped the bus in the middle of the road. He began changing the little placards on the front window that tell where the bus is going. It has been well over an hour because there was considerable traffic. I finally asked him, if he was going to the bus station, he replied, “Ahorita” which means soon or nowish. We waited and we made it to the station. We stopped by the caseta to make a date for tomorrow with Gerardo and Alma Rosa (since this is our last week). We went home.