We were famished. And couldn't wait to go back to our Couchsurfing host's house, where a home cooked Sudanese meal was waiting for us.
Searching for the bus stop was a daunting task, because first of all, we didn't know which bus will take us to Madurai's central station. We asked random pedestrians and received way too many head bobbles, without verbal answers. The blue hour was approaching and we've gone hundreds of meters astray until we caught sight of St. Mary Cathedral, majestically standing on East Veli Street.
Not sure where to go next, we walked in the compound.
The number of people astounded us. For a country that's about 70% Buddhist, we certainly did not expect a packed cathedral. The hubby and I lurked in the shadows, by the doorways and windowpanes. There was no church service at that time, but I felt scantily clad in my tank top and short harem pants, so we didn't enter the cathedral.
We briefly dropped by an internet shop to inform my mom, who was then babysitting our five-month old Luna in the Philippines, that we're still alive. And well, to write some braggy Facebook status. We hurriedly left the shop when we realized it was already dark. Thanks to the shopkeeper's concise instructions, we caught the bus to the central station where we waited for another bus that was supposed to take us all the way to our Couchsurfing host's village. As we boarded, I realized we left our iPhone in the internet shop.
I cried. Not cause we lost an expensive phone, but because we lost my fave video of Luna which I play every
The internet shop's just a couple of blocks away from St. Mary's Cathedral, it didn't take long for us to find it. When we did, our hearts sank for the shop was closed. I thought, our good karma finally ran out.
"Come back tomorrow. Eleven morning. We close because no electricity.", he explained. It made sense why we could hardly see in the hallways.
Recharged with new found hope, we happily boarded again the two connecting buses that ply our route. Back home, our uber worried Sudanese host burst out the door and greeted us with "What happened to you guys?! It's late! We went inside your room to check your ringing phone because we thought you might be calling it... Then realized it was just an alarm... And...". He became more upset after hearing about our iPhone story but eventually calmed down when we mentioned that we'll get it back the next day before we leave Madurai. In my book, he's one of the sweetest hosts I've met, ever.
"You guys must be very hungry.", it was all too obvious with our colorless faces.
So were we able to get our iPhone back? Yes, we did. And the internet shop's owner refused a monetary reward. We used his computers once more and handed him a hefty amount, hoping he'd keep the change, but didn't. Hubby and I couldn't believe our good karma.
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