Sunday, June 3, 2012

It's the small things that count...

One of the GREATEST joys of international travel is the opportunity to meet and interact with people that do not look and talk like you, and speak a universal language. I happen to spot this elderly gentlemen prior to our departure from lunch. He seemed to have been a day laborer wondering the streets for scrapped metal, boxes and wood. What was so fascinating about him was his eagerness, ability and keen sense. His bike was full of scraped objects and as I went to take a picture of this handsome fellow, his belongings began to fall to the grown. What's interesting about this situation is the fact that he didn't mind me snapping away at him, but he sure did give me a hard time when I attempted to assist him with retrieving his belongings. Needless to say, it felt good to help an elderly gentlemen retrieve his belongings. It's not everyday that you're provided the opportunity to assist an individual in a foreign country. It's the small acts of courteousness that are self fulfilling, and mean the most......!

: Jonathan 


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