“No, I’ve graduated now”
“Are you lost? Where do you need to get to?”
“Just a bit. I can’t remember the address, I think it’s called Homerton house”
“Let me go check with Chrissy in the laundrette and I’m sure she’ll know where it is”
This was a random encounter on the street last weekend. I was just walking, it didn’t cross my mind at all that I looked lost.
The guy helping me went into two different local shops to help me find where I needed to go to. As I left he told me to “walk with purpose” and not to walk back at night alone within the area.
It is incredible how collectively as humans, we instinctively act to help each other and to do good deeds. Just yesterday on my bus ride home, I twitched as a blind man got onto the bus. I wanted to help him. Before I could, another guy stood up and led him straight to his seat.
The encounters I have with friendly local people are integral within my travel experiences and form part of the reason as to why I love embracing the unknown. The kindness of strangers reinstates my faith in humanity. It keeps me optimistic and it reminds me that we have free reign on our capacity to do good deeds.
Below are a few personal experiences that I’ve had abroad.
I lost the most important item that a traveller would have. My Passport.
I was 19 and it was my first time of being abroad independently. I was hysterical. I was due to fly out the next day, and my backpack was snatched whilst I was kneeling on a crowded street, looking at a DVD market stall.
Instead of being rational about it, I did nothing but cry for a few hours. Morag (A fellow SOAS girl I met in Nepal a few days before) helped me through everything. She accompanied me to the police station, lent me £100 for a emergency passport, helped me at the embassy and looked up the Jet Airways offices so I could rebook a flight.
I met this girl a few days ago. She could have walked away or criticised me for being absent-minded, instead she went out of her way to help me, instilling her trust in me and lending out £100 to a girl she met only a few days ago.
Sangita took me back to her home in Sangha. I had zero funds, as it was my last day of the trip and my bank card was it my bag too. She took me back via motorbike, and she insisted I stayed with her family whilst all the travel documentations/flights were sorted out.
To this day, my parents don’t know that my passport got nicked. I called over the phone that day, mumbling something vague about a over-booked flight so I had to stay for 5 more days. Overall, It was out of the goodwill of others that I was able to stay in Nepal for a further 5 days, without a single penny on me…
A knock can always make you stronger. A single theft wouldn’t and hasn’t put me off travelling solo. I’ve learnt to be more careful and to never hold more then what I need. Better yet, I’ve learnt to appreciate modest things. I see travellers with £500+ photographic equipment on them, iPhones and laptops that amount to the yearly wage of a local person in the area.
And I wonder, how would you feel if you lost that? When you bring little, you risk little.
All the little things
A small random act of Kindness can create such a difference in your day. Here are a few of the little encounters I’ve had abroad that always brings a smile.
- I was adventuring alone in Uganda. After volunteering for 3 weeks, I went off for some white water rafting, bungee jumping, canoeing in Lake Victoria and a safari. I was on my way back to Bududa to bid farewell to my family and to collect my suitcase. I had a small scrunch of paper in my hand with the bus directions back home to the little village of Bunabumali. I sat on the bus, trying to work up the courage to ask the guy next to me. Instead, he offered his help without prompt, pointing out that we were approaching Mejeme Corner and that I could catch a boda-boda straight up to the village from there.
- I parked my bike outside a shop in Pokhara. I didn’t have a bike lock and I wanted to do a quick one hour trek up to Sarangkot to see the view of the Himalayas. The lady running the shop watched me curiously, asking what I was doing. I told her I wanted to go up to Sarangkot but I had a bike with me. She offered to look after it for me while I was away. After I came back, we got chatting and she introduced me to her daughter. I brought a little elephant statue from them which I still have until this day.
- Maltese Lady: *pops her head out of the shop* “Where are you going to? Rabat? Walk five minutes down the road and the buses come much more regularly, here they only come once an hour”.
- Local love: Soph and I were at the beach in Camber. We set up our towels and left our bags on the soft sandy bank, where the water had gone out. When we came back an hour later, the ladies a few metres away from us told us “we moved your things for you, because the water came in”.
“You have £10.00. Make as much difference to people’s lives as possible with it in one day, spending as little as possible“.
We split into two sub teams, with three people in each. We started off small, picking up stray pieces of litter to improve the image of the local area (Elephant and Castle). We then proceeded to Salvation Army and Age Concern, where we had no luck in finding any impromptu voluntary work that we could help with.
Although I was doing such a small thing, it genuinely surprised me when people acknowledged me, smiled and thanked me really warmly. Some of the customers engaged in a bit of banter too, asking if I wanted to go to their’s and cook dinner for them too.