Today Ricky taught us how to catch the bus to our school.
We walked about 15 minutes to the bus stop through the neighborhood, over a highway, and on to another highway where we waited around 8 minutes for the right bus.
Thankfully, the buses are different colors according to where they are going.
We were told to look for a white bus with brown strips.
Several passed before we found one that had some standing space.
The bus ride took 20 minutes, or so.
We stood for most of it which meant being jostled around with the stopping and going of the bus.
We also couldn’t see where we were going when we were standing, but gratefully, there was a distinctive circle before our bus stop.
We will need to know the name of it and let the person by the door know that we need to exit there.
The door person stands at the door and hops out at every stop calling the name of the destination of their bus and then collects the sole it costs to ride the bus.
From that point we walked as many blocks to the school.
In all, it took 1 hour from Ricky’s house to the school by bus.
We could take a taxi but that costs 8 sole each direction.
We are very tempted to do so but it costs a lot of money when you consider both directions, five days a week.
From the school we stopped for coffee at Dunkin Donuts and then headed back from a different bus stop on another brown and white bus.
Since it is the beginning of the route, we were able to sit from the beginning.
The landmarks for getting off weren’t as obvious from that direction.
Tomorrow Robert, Kelsey and I will attempt taking the bus without Ricky for our first day of school.
During the rest of the day, we went with Ricky to pick up the legal papers saying that ChildReach now owns Hannah’s Home, visited at the orphanage across the street, and saw the HH property.
It is a sizeable piece of land that the former owners farmed though probably not as much as an acre.
Much work will need to be done for it to be used for its purpose.
We had lunch by the ocean again and walked over the rocks where the water comes into a pool from a tunnel under the mountain.
It is so pretty there.
On the way back to Lima, Ricky stopped to make plans with a hotel for a group from ChildReach coming December 10th.
He has invited us to help with the Hannah House work with Terry, the director of ChildReach Ministries.
After making chicken curry, which Ricky did not care too much for, we met Carolina, an interpreter from Covenant Presbyterian Church’s adult mission trip to Trujillo in 2005.
It was very nice to hear all about her 6 months work on a cruise ship based in Barcelona.
She speaks Spanish, English and Italian.
