Fortabt i Lissabon

Sofía leder efter et museum i Lissabon. Hendes telefon siger det er tæt på. Men gaderne går op og ned. De drejer og stopper.

Sofía looks for a museum in Lisbon. Her phone says it is close. But the streets go up and down. They turn and stop.

Hun stopper på en lille plads. En kat sover på en stol. En gammel kvinde hænger tøj op på en altan.

She stops in a small square. A cat sleeps on a chair. An old woman hangs clothes on a balcony.

"Undskyld! Hvor er museet?" Den gamle kvinde rynker panden. Hun går ind.

"Excuse me! Where is the museum?" The old woman frowns. She goes inside.

Kvinden kommer tilbage. Hun har et lille kort. Det viser tre gader og en fontæne. "Stol ikke på din telefon her," siger hun.

The woman comes back. She has a small map. It shows three streets and one fountain. "Don't trust your phone here," she says.

Sofía siger tak. Hun finder ikke museet. Men hun beholder kortet. Hun har det stadig i dag.

Sofía says thank you. She does not find the museum. But she keeps the map. She still has it today.