Nando is worried about the bus he lost. It’s Saturday afternoon in June, summer, in Presov, Slovakia. He lives there and use to take the bus. There are no subways, only trains to European countries or inside Slovakia and Tcheck Republic.He lives far from downtown and it’s too expensive to take a taxi. Rent a car makes no sense in town. He already rented a car to pick us up at Kosice airport, two hours away from there. This was paid by credit card, well, because he is our good friend. We crossed the Atlantic from Brazil to Paris. There we took an Air France flight to Prague. In Prague we took another flight to Kosice, second biggest city of Slovakia. You hardly image how I felt coming to eastern Europe…Really a fantastic experience. I’m very grateful to God.
So, according the picture you see, shot when we were in town, there is a bus outdoor with all schedules listed. But Nando forgot that it’s weekend. Jana, his wife, looks to the bus coming from the opposite side. What do you think are they planning? Why is Nando putting hands on his head?
The other girl is checking her schedule. Where is she going? Jogging, sports, beach? There are no beaches, it’s far from ocean. She could instead go to meet her boyfriend, to buy cosmetics, food, go to a restaurant. Who knows? Other readers can here interpret this differently…
