Since I have started working as an English teacher down here, so many weird, funny, and cool things have happened to me. This is part one of those tales.
I was at a student's house about 2 hours away from my house. My class had just ended. It was now 8 p.m. Normally my boss picks me up and drops me off at the bus station. This night he had some appointments to attend to so he asked me to call a cab and he would pay for it. I realized as the class got over I didn't have any taxis phone number so I asked my student (who was a extremely wealthy person) if he
knew a number to call a taxi and he said he didn't but that maybe the doorman would know. He talked to the doorman and the doorman didn't know one either. So my student offered to give me a ride to the bus station. I politely refused but he insisted. So he told his security to follow and and we proceeded to hop in his bulletproof BMW. SO COOL. He dropped me off at the bus station and I ended getting home around 10:30 p.m.
Moral of the story: I rode in a bulletproof BMW with a guy that had his own bodyguard.
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| Sort of looked like this |
Last Friday night I was coming back from my class at the college and was at the bus station waiting for the bus to come with 3 friends. While we were in line, a guy comes out of nowhere and asks very quietly if the bu we were waiting for went to a specific part of Fortaleza. Sounds pretty normal right. Not exactly... He was dressed in all-black, with several face piercings, had an accent like he wasn't from Fortaleza and you could also tell he was gay. However, it's not uncommon to see people from all walks of life in a bus station. That's not the weird part, I'm getting there. He then asks my friend Eder to hold his backpack because it's "heavy" and he has to go buy something on the other side of the bus station. Handing your backpack to a complete stranger and leaving? Weird. As soon as he was out of sight one of my friends started to freak out because she thought maybe there was a bomb inside, or maybe he was wanted by the police or maybe...etc. So we just kind of looked at the backpack until Eder decided to go looking for the Goth. Meanwhile the girl thought she saw him leave the bus station and was completely freaked out. Eder came back and the guy was right behind him. The Goth then asked "Do you want to see what's in my backpack?" and we were all like " uhhh..." but he opened it up anyways. He asked the girl to hold his phone and she was so freaked out that she didn't want to hold it hahahaha. He reached in and pulled out a romance novel about vampires. He told us it was the best book ever written. By this time I'm thinking he is completely insane. As he gushes on about this book, a drunk, cross-dressing, homeless 45 year old gay guy comes up and asks for 80 cents. (I'm not sure why, he was very confused haha) The Goth says he only has 30 cents. This Crazy Ross says ok, and then starts to cry. The Goth then hands the C.R. a cigarette and the C.R. looks at cross-eyed it like he has never seen a cigarette in his life. The Goth is trying to teach him how to smoke and in the middle of this all I look at Eder and say to him in English. "This is the weirdest night of my life." The bus came right then and we all got in and went home.
Moral of the story: There are a lot of weirdos at bus stations.
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| The actual bus station from the story. |
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