The nice couple who turned their car around on the highway to say hello and take a photo with us.
The guy who sold us some water today.
I’m usually walking a good 25 to 50 yards behind Doug. At around mile 15 today (just about the time our feet start getting a little sore) I caught up with Doug as he was talking to a van full of men who had pulled over to talk to him. As I approached, they all cheered for me and one of the guys ran up and gave me a high-5! Their enthusiasm was infectious. When we tell people ” Xie Xie” (thank you), I don’t know if they understand just how much we truly mean it.
High-5 Guys!
So the postcards are how you get locals informed? Have the media found you yet? Micae, I think your boyfriend seems really neat. Lucky you.
So cool! This is exactly what your great-great uncle was trying to demonstrate: that people can still empathize and be kind to one another regards race, language, and beliefs. I’m glad your are getting to experience this, first-hand.