On the eve of our U.S. Thanksgiving, I’m reflecting on some moments of kindness that filled me with gratitude on this year’s trip to Scotland.
— I was rushing to make my dinner reservation in Edinburgh after being delayed by finding a leak in my hotel room and having to move to another room. Despite having scoped out the restaurant earlier in the day, I got disoriented and couldn’t figure out how to make my way there. I asked for help and received some well-intentioned but unhelpful direction, twice. After overhearing the second such incident, an older man called out to me, “Excuse me, miss, but he’s sending you in the wrong direction.” He whipped out his phone and proceeded to show me that I needed to go back the way I came. His wife nodded vigorously and chimed in to agree. They got me there in the nick of time! 🙏
— On my Rabbie’s day trip to St. Andrews, some of my fellow travelers were a lovely family on their way back from a Special Olympics organizing event in Berlin. When I disembarked from the minibus at one of our stops, their Special Olympian was waiting there to help me down the steps. I’m guessing his mom and aunt mentioned that I hadn’t able to join them in climbing the ancient stone stairs at the castle when we toured it together. He told his family, “I have to help Nancy!” ❤️
— When I was waiting at the baggage claim at JFK, I spied my bag on the conveyor belt but couldn’t get to it because it was sitting atop other bags and was out of my reach. I said out loud, “I think that’s my bag!” and a man standing next to me leapt into action and grabbed the bag by its wheels, pulling it off the belt. (Fortunately, it was indeed my bag! 😁)
What are some moments of gratitude that you’ve experienced during your travels?