Ch3-Hurry Up for the World Cup!

THREE Harry Up for the World Cup! "Look, Insurgentes." Jack pointed to a sign on a large building that said MERCADO INSURGENTES. "That's it—the metro we're supposed to catch. Come on!"

三个哈利为世界杯加油！“看,叛乱分子。” 杰克指着一幢大楼上的一个牌子，上面写着“叛乱市场”。 “对了，我们要赶的地铁。 来吧!”

Annie and Jack joined the crowd heading into the Insurgentes building. They strolled down a corridor between stalls selling ponchos, beaded bags, wooden animals, baskets woven with palm leaves, and silver jewelry—tons of silver jewelry. The smell of sizzling meat came from food stands. Nothing looked like a train or subway station. Finally Jack stopped near a group of men in sombreros playing guitars, violins, and trumpets. He turned to Annie. "This doesn't feel right!" he yelled above the noise of the music. "We must have made a mistake!" Annie yelled back. "Let's get out of here," said Jack. "We're wasting time!" He and Annie turned and hurried back down the corridor between the stalls. They wove around shoppers until they escaped through the entrance of the giant market. A soft, warm rain had started to fall. "I don't get it," said Jack. He pointed to the sign on the building. "It says MERCADO INSURGENTES." "Look at Benny's notes again," said Annie. Jack pulled out their directions. "Oh, no!" he said. "Benny wrote Metro Insurgentes, not

安妮和杰克加入了人群，向叛军大楼走去。 他们漫步在一条走廊里，中间是卖雨披、串珠包、木制动物、棕榈叶编织的篮子和银饰的货摊——成吨的银饰。 从食品摊上传来肉滋滋作响的味道。 没有一个像火车站或地铁站的地方。 最后，杰克在一群戴着墨西哥宽边帽、弹吉他、拉小提琴和吹小号的人旁边停了下来。 他转向安妮。“这感觉不对！”他在音乐声中喊道。 “我们一定是弄错了！”安妮喊道。 “我们离开这里吧，”杰克说。 “我们在浪费时间！”他和安妮转过身，匆匆穿过隔间之间的走廊。 他们绕过购物者，从巨大的市场入口处逃了出来。 一阵柔和而温暖的雨开始下起来了。 “我不明白，”杰克说。 他指着大楼上的牌子。 “上面写着梅尔卡多叛乱分子。” “再看看本尼的笔记，”安妮说。 杰克拿出了他们的路线。 “哦，不！”他说。本尼写的是《都市起义者》，不是

Mercado Insurgentes!" "I'll ask for help!" said Annie. She took the directions and walked over to an old man reading a newspaper on a bench. "Excuse me, sir, where is Metro Insurgentes, please?" The old man pointed up the street. "Thanks!" said Annie. She ran back to Jack and handed him the sheet of directions. Jack stuffed it into his backpack. "Hurry, or we'll be late!" Jack said. Jack and Annie ran up the street through the warm, drizzling rain. They stopped when they came to an overpass jammed with trucks and cars. In a sunken plaza below was a round concrete building covered with posters and murals. One sign on the building said PLAZA INSURGENTES. Another said METRO STATION. "That's it!" said Jack. He and Annie ran down to the plaza. They hurried by a fountain, vendors, and snack bars until they came to the rounded entrance of the metro. When they stepped into the station, the noise was deafening, even louder than in the market. Hordes of people were rushing up and down the

梅尔卡多叛乱!”“我会寻求帮助的！”安妮说。 她按指示走到一位坐在长凳上看报纸的老人面前。 “对不起，先生，请问Metro Insurgentes在哪里？”老人指了指街道。 “谢谢！”安妮说。她跑回杰克身边，把指南递给他。 杰克把它塞进背包里。 “快点，不然我们要迟到了！”杰克说。 杰克和安妮冒着温暖的细雨跑到街上。 当他们来到一个挤满了卡车和汽车的立交桥时，他们停了下来。 在下面一个下沉的广场上，有一座圆形的混凝土建筑，上面贴满了海报和壁画。 大楼上的一个牌子上写着“起义广场”。 另一个说地铁站。 “就是这样！”杰克说。他和安妮跑到广场。 他们匆匆走过一个喷泉、小贩和小吃店，来到地铁的圆形入口。 当他们走进车站时，喧闹声震耳欲聋，甚至比市场里还要响。 成群的人在街上跑来跑去

stairs. Jack and Annie joined the stream of traffic going down. Beyond the stairs was a row of turnstiles. "How do we do this?" said Annie. "Watch what everyone else is doing," said Jack. One at a time, people were dropping a single coin into slots in the turnstiles and then passing through. Jack pulled two pesos out of his backpack and gave one to Annie. Copying everyone else, they passed through the turnstiles onto the metro platform. "That wasn't so hard," said Annie. Another huge crowd was waiting on the sweltering platform for the next train. Jack pulled out their directions again. "Red Line to Pino Suaréz!" he shouted to Annie above the noise. "Then the Blue Line to Taxquena! Then we get off at the last stop and get a tram to Aztec Stadium!" "Easy!" yelled Annie. Really? thought Jack. A train was rolling in. "Red Line?" Annie shouted to a woman. As the woman nodded, the metro train came to a stop. The doors opened. As passengers spilled

楼梯。杰克和安妮加入了车流。 楼梯那边是一排旋转门。 “我们怎么做呢？”安妮说。 “看看别人都在干什么，”杰克说。 人们一次一个地把一枚硬币投进旋转门的投币口，然后通过。 杰克从背包里拿出两个比索，给了安妮一个。 他们仿效其他人，穿过旋转门，登上了地铁站台。 “这并不难，”安妮说。 又一大群人在闷热的站台上等着下一班火车。 杰克又把他们的方向拉了出来。 “红线到皮诺·苏亚姆兹！”他对安妮喊道，盖过了喧闹声。 “然后坐蓝线去塔克西纳！”然后我们在最后一站下车，坐电车去阿兹特克体育场！”“放松！”安妮喊道。 真的吗?杰克想。一列火车开了进来。 “红线?”安妮对一个女人喊道。 当女人点头时，地铁停了下来。 门开了。当乘客溢出时

off the train, people on the platform surged forward. Jack grabbed Annie's hand and they moved with the crowd. But before they could even get close to the train, a bell rang and the doors slammed shut. The people left on the platform jumped back as the train pulled away. "We'll get the next one!" Jack shouted. Soon another train rolled in. Jack grabbed Annie's hand again, and they surged forward with the crowd. They were pushed and shoved as they tried to get through the doorway. Finally they were inside! "Safe!" said Jack, collapsing onto a seat with Annie. But they were nearly squashed as more passengers piled into the metro. More and more kept cramming in, until people were practically sitting on Jack's and Annie's laps. The bell rang. The doors closed. The train pulled away from the station. As it rumbled through the dark tunnel, the air in the car was suffocating. Jack could feel sweat trickling down his face and the back of his neck. "What's our stop?" Annie yelled to Jack.

下了火车，站台上的人们一拥而上。 杰克抓住安妮的手，他们跟着人群移动。 但他们还没来得及靠近火车，门铃就响了，车门砰地关上了。 火车开动时，留在站台上的人都往后退了几步。 “我们会赶上下一班的！”杰克喊道。 不久，另一列火车开了进来。 杰克又抓住安妮的手，他们跟着人群向前冲去。 他们试图通过门口时被推搡了又推搡。 他们终于进去了！“安全！”杰克说着，和安妮一起坐了下来。 但随着越来越多的乘客涌入地铁，他们几乎被压扁了。 越来越多的人蜂拥而来，直到人们几乎坐在杰克和安妮的腿上。 铃响了。门关上了。 火车驶离了车站。 当它隆隆地穿过黑暗的隧道时，车内的空气令人窒息。 杰克可以感觉到汗水从他的脸上和脖子后面流下来。 “我们要到哪一站？”安妮对杰克喊道。

Jack reached into his back pocket. The paper with the directions wasn't there. He wrestled his backpack off his back and looked inside. The sheet of paper wasn't there, either. "Do you have our directions?" he shouted at Annie. "No! You had them!" said Annie. "I must have dropped them!" said Jack, panicked. "Don't worry," said Annie. "Excuse me!" she yelled up at a woman standing over them. "How do we get to the Aztec station?"

杰克把手伸进后口袋。 有说明的那张纸不在那里。 他把背包从背上扯下来，往里面看。 那张纸也不在那儿。 “你有我们的路线吗？”他对安妮喊道。 “不!你有他们！”安妮说。 “一定是我把它们弄掉了！”杰克惊慌地说。 “别担心，”安妮说。 “对不起！”她对站在她们旁边的一个女人喊道。 “我们怎么去阿兹特克车站？”