Do you have a travel kindness story? I do.

You know, this is the season to remember the couple who traveled very far but when they arrived in Bethlehem,  there was no room at the inn.  What if that happened to you?  What would you do? Are there still kind people out there willing to take a risk and help others?

In recent years I have personally experienced some very mean and awful people.   As a middle aged widow I am living a life I had not planned.  People were nice to me when my husband unexpectedly passed.  It took days for details to unravel about how my husband died.  I spent a lot of time obsessed with negative visions.  I couldn’t sleep or function in daily life.  His death was tragic and I felt hateful and angry towards others.  It is no way to live and can be debilitating.

Eventually I started to see a therapist and work through what turned out to be PTSD.  It did not happen overnight, but I eventually was able to redirect my thinking.  I focused on the good times that I did have with my husband, not the night he died.  I kept a gratitude journal and a venting journal as well.  I wrote letters to my husband and sometimes even had him write back to me because I knew what he would tell me.

Every morning I listen to affirmations on my ThinkUp App to get me started on my day.  One of my sayings is “The more you focus on the good things in life, the more good comes to you”

Basically that means stop thinking about the bad stuff.  You can’t change the past.  Focus on the good. All we have is this moment.

So my favorite travel blogger Nomadic Matt just asked us to think about a travel kindness story.  WOW!  Lucky me. I have a couple.

My stories are distant memories, but still good ones.  After my junior year of college studying abroad in Nottingham, England, a classmate and I bought Eurrail passes and planned to travel around Europe.  We spent hours in advance planning out our trip. We used maps and took notes from our Let’s Go Europe book to decide where to stay.  On the first day of our adventure we were detoured to an unexpected destination.  It was Paris, and not that bad of a place to visit really. We forged a whole new path without plans, and let the adventures begin.

My friend’s family had immigrated to Boston from Sicily so we decided to make that one of our destinations. We arrived at our hostel in Sicily and were so excited. We woke up late and missed the included breakfast.  We meandered into town and wandered around some shops.  At around 2:00 we were starving.  However, in Sicily the restaurants really do close down for siesta time.  We were stumped, and hungry.  No fast food.  We couldn’t return to the hostel until 6:00p.m. We looked in the window of a small restaurant, saw someone sweeping the floor and rubbed our bellies (no one spoke English). A nice young man came out.  He indicated that this place was closed but he gestured toward a car.  He actually drove us to another restaurant where someone fed us.  They did not charge us a penny.  It was sweet and humbling and the lunch prepared was so delicious.  They did not expect anything in return, they were just good people.

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Continuing my travels, I met up with my mom, sister and brother for Easter and a tour of Rome, France and Norway. They left after 2 weeks, and I ventured on my own with my Eurrail pass to the Arctic Circle.  Who doesn’t want to go to the Arctic Circle?  The hostel I stayed in Narvik was crowded and we all enjoyed staying up all night as the sun set in May at 11:30 pm and then rose at 2:30 am.  Such a fun place!

One day I went on an excursion with new friends I had met at the hostel to the Lofoten Islands  in the Norwegian Sea.  We took a small ferry that only leaves a few times a day.  Once we got to the Island, it was lovely and we toured about.  Unfortunately, when it was time to take the ferry home, the ferries had stopped running due to snow.  My friends and I were concerned.  The hotels on the island were beyond our budget.  They actually asked me, who had 2 semesters of Norwegian language in college, to use the pay phone and try to get us a room or a boat ride home.  No luck. OK, I didn’t speak Norwegian too well.

We desperately knocked on the door of a nursing home.  The woman in charge told us we couldn’t stay there.  But when she saw the snow, she said we could sleep in the basement but had to be out by the time her boss got to work in the morning.  WOW.  We did sleep in the basement and didn’t freeze outside.  How kind of that woman to take in the four of us and give us shelter.  We were so grateful.

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My last kindness story takes place right here in a small town called Underwood, Iowa.  I was traveling with a friend across the United States from New York to Colorado, about a 2000 mile drive.  We had spent a night in Chicago to visit a friend and thought we could make it to Colorado in one day.

Stopping for lunch in a bar off the side of the highway seemed like a good idea at the age of 22.  We had a bite to eat and then a funny thing happened.  People in Iowa started to talk to us.  We were from New York and California.  We laughed.  We joked.  We told stories.  There were no cell phones to distract us so we shared a common bond, being alive.

Well, the drinks people bought for us backed up into the cooler.  Folks wanted us to stay.  When we realized we would not be able to drive to Colorado that night, a nice couple invited us to stay in their camper that they had on the side of their house.  We went back to their house and listened to Patsy Cline albums until the wee hours of the morning.  The next day they made us breakfast and told us to use the shower if we needed to.  They were off to work.   That morning, we visited a local  farmer we had met the night  before to see his new tractor. He took us for a tour of his farm.  What a great experience and so fun to have met such kind people right here in America.

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People come into our lives all the time.  Maybe there is a purpose. I am so blessed by the good things that have come into my life.  The more I focus on the good things in life, the more good comes to me.  That could be my mantra.  If we don’t expect anything in return, and just focus on the good things in life, I do believe we will be rewarded with love and joy and peace and the possibilities for abundant good.

P.S. My pictures were so old and grainy.  These are from a website called pixabay which has thousands of photos free to use  for any purpose  Enjoy!

 

 

 

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18 comments on “Do you have a travel kindness story? I do.”
  1. Leslie Speed says:

    This post really resonated with me! I tend to remember the bad and not the good. I really am trying to stop that and focus on the good in my life, cause really there is so much to be grateful for these days. XO

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    1. runawaywidow says:

      It is really hard Leslie but so much better for your well being to be happy. I try to remember it is my choice each day. thanks for reading my blog 🙂

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  2. Dianne Guarino says:

    I learn something new with each of your posts (that I really enjoy reading!). Today not only did I learn that it is possible to live a life not expected (we can all challenge ourselves to live outside our comfort zones) but that you actually know Norwegian!! Ok, maybe not enough to get a room or a ferry but…!! Continue sharing your strengths ❤

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  3. runawaywidow says:

    Thank you so much for reading my blog and for always making me smile!

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  4. Addie says:

    You surely carry the genre of courage and inspiration that your Grandmother carried as a widow with two young children as she left her homeland of Norway to seek a new life in America…personally I hope you don’t go that far away…love you.

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    1. runawaywidow says:

      Thanks for reading my blog! Love you too!

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  5. Liz says:

    I learn something new about you every time I read your blog. You are inspirational and such a loving and interesting person. Thanks for sharing!

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    1. runawaywidow says:

      Thank you Liz. I appreciate your kind comments and that you read my Blog. xo

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  6. Rachel says:

    I suffered this year with ptsd. Some people I considered family stopped talking to me for something I said to a daughter and then told me 3 months later I wasn’t worth a conversion. I just celebrated a year of receiving this text. I honored this day because it’s the day I asked for help. I’ve spent a year in therapy and what I realized was that the sadness and anger I felt was grief. I never grieved my mother’s death. 41 years ago. Yesterday I went to cemetery, and a priest approached me as I was getting back into my car. Who’s that he said. I told him I was there for 4 different people but I’m here to mourn my mother. He said come on let’s go. We went to the grave and he said the burial rights and blessed the grave and then me. I couldn’t believe what an incredible gift this was. Feeling very blessed and grateful today (also my birthday)

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    1. runawaywidow says:

      Rachel I am so sorry that you have had such a tough year. What a nice visit you had yesterday and then to personally have a blessing, what a gift! Wishing you the best birthday and holidays.

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  7. Nancy says:

    You are a true inspiration my dear friend.

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    1. runawaywidow says:

      Hi Nancy – Thanks for reading! xo

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  8. cedar51 says:

    I travelled a lot in the 1970s when I was a teenager/young adult overseas (long story why I was in UK from NZ) but although your trips have bought memories into my head, I can only remember my camping tour mates combining money so I could fly over the Victoria Falls (African continent) as I didn’t have a great deal of spare cash…along with days of buying me a bottle of frizzy drinks at times… but as I think about the travels in Europe/UK – they are fond memories as such, funny little periods etc…

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    1. runawaywidow says:

      Always nice to have friends when you travel! I hope to one day visit Africa. I bet that was awesome.

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  9. Beautiful! Thank you for sharing.

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    1. runawaywidow says:

      Thank you for reading!

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  10. cyclering says:

    I so channel your thoughts and support your approach. Well-written blog . . .Wow! What a fascinating account. I enjoy reading your details. I have a monthly challenge called TRAVEL BLESSINGS . . . join the fun and post your story
    https://scenethat.wordpress.com/travel-blessings-challenge-weather/

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    1. runawaywidow says:

      Thanks. I will check it out!

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