Stranded in a Foreign Country & Blind Faith in Strangers
Lifestyles of the Wild and Free
I ventured into the bigger town on the island today in search of toilet paper, fried chicken, and muscle relaxers (don’t ask). I was successful at 2 out of 3 on the list and even stumbled upon some pastéis de nata- Portuguese egg tarts. Win!
Big fail on the way back though when the drive belt on my motorcycle snapped, scared the shit out of me, and left me stranded on the side of a jungle road.
Not usually a big deal except there are monkeys, which can sometimes be vicious and thieving assholes. Plus it was 98 degrees with 85% humidity.
And I didn’t have any water.
I shouldn’t have worried. As always, the universe was on my side and quickly sent me a new friend who drove me and my 12-pack of toilet paper right back to my apartment 20 minutes away and called my moto rental guy for me.
It’s times like these I’m so glad I get in the car with strangers.
One thing I have learned on this journey around the world is that people are inherently good. With the exception of a few hurt and damaged people with bad intentions, nearly every other human on this planet wants to help a person in need, regardless of their race, age, socio-economic status, or…
