"There are always lots of rides back from people who come from work."
Four of us got our ride with the same neighbor, and some others, including my husband arrived on a bus from Jerusalem for Jerusalemites. We all needed rides home.
We asked everyone we could and couldn't find a ride. We were getting worried. Then slowly the "no's" became "maybes" and finally the magic "yes." My husband and I each found separate rides, but that didn't matter. We'd both get home. Then his ride said:
"In the end the other passengers are going in a later ride, so there's room for both of you."
I guess that's because we were among the first to leave. So I informed my ride that I wouldn't need it, and we made it home safe and sound.