How I almost got HOMELESS in BRAZIL and got invited to family party by a stranger - trip to SOUTH AMERICA part 4

I arrived in Aracaju yesterday around 5 pm. I got off the bus and I saw that their bus station looks same as in Foz do Iguaçu! I was so happy, I felt home till the moment I realized that in Foz at least they have timetables, and here I was waiting 1 hour just to get the bus in wrong direction and then I needed to get the bus back to terminal, all of them were so full that I barely could breath.

When I arrived at the address of my host, nobody was opening me the door. Somebody else was coming in, so he let me in behind the gate too, but I didn't want to get inside the building, because what I would do there if my host wasn't home ?
So I kept on ringing the doorbell and yes, after 20 minutes the gate was finally open! So I decided also to get inside the building and when I went to the door of apartment, the situation repeated - nobody was opening the door... I knocked on the door, rang the doorbell, called my host' phone, and in the end, completely frustrated with tears in my eyes, I searched the address of the only hostel in the town and decided to go there by taxi. I didn't understand what happened, because he knew approximate time of my arrival and also I was sending him messages all the time when I was on my way.

But I was in the middle of nowhere. I found pharmacy and asked there where I could get a taxi. They explained me the way, but then they said it's too dangerous to go there, and one of the pharmacy employees decided to take me there on his motorbike. Yes, with my huge backpack and without helmet. If only my backpack got a bit more to just one side, probably I would find myself on the ground.

At the place where he left however I didn't find any taxi. I went inside the bakery and asked people there where I could get it. One woman told me she lives nearby, and if I go with her, she will take her phone from home and call an uber for me (here people trust uber drivers much more than taxi drivers). She told me she would invite me inside her home and host me, but her daughter is sick and she didn't want me to get sick too on my trip (from what I understood she's got varicella, I actually had it in my childhood but I wasn't really sure if it was the same thing).

Meanwhile her son came downstairs, and the woman called the number of my host (no answer again) and instead of uber, she started calling her friends if they could drive me to the hostel. I talked to her teenager son, and I have to admit he has impressive knowledge about the world as for the boy of his age. He was also so interested in getting to know something about Polish culture, as well as he wanted to learn some basic Polish phrases!

Before the woman managed to get me some transport, my host called her back. Turned out he was in the work and he sent me bunch of text messages but I didn't get any of them. So the fact that somebody opened the gate for me must have been just a coincidence...

So everything ended well and the woman invited me to family party on Thursday evening. So I guess I will stay here a bit longer than I was supposed to :)