I get a quarterly email newsletter from writer/creative John Kitchen who has a marketing biz called Studio 22. He and his wife went out west on vacation, Yellowstone, a long road trip. John is an entertaining writer and his ramblings give me an uplift. A lot of my reading is in nonfiction spiritual growth stuff. Reading for the pure delight of it is also good for the soul.
Here's the last paragraphs of his tales:
I know a vacation has done its job when I’m actually initiating interaction with my fellow humans instead of wanting to line ‘em up and slap ‘em. Sure, we could have eaten our lunch and kept to ourselves, but why not take a moment and get to know someone?
We’ve been pleasantly surprised at how initiating conversations here and there, meeting people and hearing their stories, has enriched our travels.
I think, deep down, in spite of the vibe we may give off, we all crave a little interaction with our fellow travelers. When it comes down to it, we’re all in this crazy thing together, so might as well make some friends along the way.
Oh my yes! Indeed. We are all fellow travelers on this path called life. Much of the time we may feel like wanting to "line 'em up and slap 'em" - oh how I cackled! - and yet when we share stories, we see we have so much in common. All humans, on the journey, learning as we go.
I know that in all of my travels, in the US and abroad, people EVERYWHERE are kind and helpful. I got lost in NYC and took the subway way too long, and strangers helped. Honeyman and I got lost in Italy and strangers helped us. Who only spoke Italian!
When we were in France, we were quiet smitten with the tulip-shaped wine glasses on many restaurant tables and looked everywhere, in stores and online, to buy some. When we asked at one cafe on how to purchase, after much translation confusion, the bistro owner told the server to WRAP UP 8 GLASSES FOR US, for FREE. (And people think the French are rude!)
People, everywhere, are people. Even right here in the US of A. Onward in love we go.
Much love,
Kelly
We are all strangers, and we are all connected.
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