Travel Series

The Bus Driver In Vienna Navigated Us To The Right Place

The moments warmed by strangers

Adrienne Beaumont told a story about how she lost in Vienna, which reminds me that I also got lost once in this city, but in a different way.

It was at the end of the 1990s, I studied in Germany. One year on holiday, I and my three friends drove to Vienna.

As we approached the city, we drove to the train station first to find a hotel. The travel agency there introduced a good but inexpensive one to us. After confirming the address, we drove into the city.

It was a time where the internet wasn’t popular yet. Our small and old Fiesta didn’t have a navigator either, so the map was all we could rely on.

But very soon we got lost in the intricate streets. After driving around for quite a while, we couldn’t find the hotel. And it was getting dark.

While desperate, we happened to see a bus with a destination which was exactly the street we were looking for.

We got so excited that we immediately followed the bus. To be more secure, we sent a buddy to the bus. He jumped onto it and told the bus driver what happened to us.

The bus driver nodded while listening, and at the same time, he paid great attention to our car. Whenever there was a traffic light, he watched out whether we could keep up. If not, he rather stopped to wait for us.

In this way, the bus driver navigated us all the time. Finally, he brought us to our destination.

There was one more thing worth mentioning.

In a hurry, our buddy on the bus forgot to buy a ticket. As he remembered it, he noticed that he didn’t have a small change. At this time, one of the passengers — an elder man -patted his shoulder and said to him: “Don’t worry about it! I already paid for you.”

We have stayed in Vienna for three days and neither met the elder man nor the bus driver again. They disappeared among the vast sea of people.

Many years have passed, the picture of the bus driver who waved us to say goodbye comes now and then to my mind. It was the moment that warmed my heart.

The chance to meet each other for one time in this life is the result of 500 times retrospection in the preexistence.

— by Buddha

We have met only once, we are strangers. However, for us, your great help made this meeting very unusual. It was like the flowing music in Vienna, melodious and memorable.

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