The Bus and Car Rental

On Friday we decided to go to the airport and find out about renting a car to go see the places where my father went during World War II. He showed the towns to me on a map, and we have found them on our maps here. It took a while to find the car rental place. There were ten companies renting cars, but only one that might meet our needs, and they had no car available. So we went back out to the bus stop and got on our bus (No. 119). Except everyone kept getting off until it was just Lloyd and me, and then it pulled into a bus parking lot. I said, "We have to get off." Lloyd said, "We are not getting off. This is the right bus." So there we sat, the two of us alone in the bus while the driver spoke sharply saying ??xxyyzz?? Finally I jumped up and went to the driver telling him our bus stop. He shook his head and motioned for us to get off the bus. By then Lloyd was willing to do so. So here we were out in a bus parking lot, wondering what to do next. Since our bus driver is Czeck, he would not point or show us where to go, except off his bus! Lloyd happened to notice a bus stop across the parking lot and we went to it. Luckily this was not only the bus with the right number (119) but also going in the right direction! The buses do not loop around, but stop when they get to the end of their run, so you can't "ride forever neath the streets of Boston" here. In fact, at the end of each metro/subway line a recording comes on that says in English "Please leave the train." When we hear it we laugh, since it is the only phrase spoken in English. We have visions of Americans like ourselves, sitting there refusing to leave. Yes, that's us all right!