When I lost my phone on the bus... Every day I go to work by bus. Some years ago I was returning home after work. When my husband came to my village bus station by car to bring me home (we live 2 km far from the bus station!) he said to me:"Why didn't you answer when I called you by phone some minutes ago?" "because I didn't hear the call! - I said - Look, my phone is working and there isn't notifications of lost calls.... opsss... WHERE IS MY PHONE??" While I was talking I was also looking for my phone in the bag, but I realized that it wasn't inside anymore! "I've lost my phone on the bus! But if I try to reach the bus perhaps I'll find it on the seat!" So I asked my husband to give me his car (he returned home by feet!) and I drove as fast as I could towards the final destination of the bus, at 20 km of distance. There was also few fuel but I hadn't time to stop my crazy race! I arrived at the bus station when the driver was closing the bus for the night (it was already 7.30 pm), I looked for the phone in the same seat but it wasn't there. So I asked the driver to call it, but nothing rang. At the end I found the phone on the bus floor: it couldn't ring because its battery was over! I was so happy to have found it! So I could return home by car, but I was over 20 km far and with very few fuel! It was dark, late, the first gas station was quite 10 km later and I was driving alone in the middle of the countryside, with a phone already turned off. I prayed to arrive on time and God heard me. But when I arrived at the gas station I realized that I never did fuel alone at my husband car: I wasn't able to open the fuel door... and I couldn't phone him. Blushing, I asked a man (another client) to help me... The solution was very simple but I hadn't see it before! At least, at 8.30 pm, I arrived home.... very happy but also very tired!!