People are so nice
I want to take a moment to just say that people are so nice. I have just had the most gorgeous experiences with people over the past couple of days.
When Felicitas and I were trying to find the bus to get to Semuc Champey we got horribly confused because the travel book was out of date. This one guy realized we were a bit lost and offered to walk us to where the bus departed…adding from the start… without charge. He ended up walking quite a ways with us and made sure we got on the correct bus.
Yesterday on our way out of Semuc Champey Felicitas and I carried our stuff out to the dirt road to try to catch a bus torward Coban. Literally one second later a pick-up came by and the people in it offered us a ride. They said they weren’t going all the way to Coban, but we figured we could at least get to the next town down the road. The four people in the back of the truck were Guatemalans about our age who worked in a bank in a small town somewhat close to Xela. We started talking to them… and just kept talking. They ended-up deciding to bring us all the way to Coban and then wouldn’t let us pay even a bit for the ride. It was just so nice, I really still feel so happy thinking about that experience.
Also, when Felicitas and I arrived to Coban for the first time two days ago we asked a guy where the Central Park is located. He told us he was going that direction anyway and would walk us there. He didn’t try to get anything out of it at all (as sometimes Guatemalan guys will try to do). He just walked us to the park, wished us the best and said good-bye.
The moral is simply that people are really so nice.
When Felicitas and I were trying to find the bus to get to Semuc Champey we got horribly confused because the travel book was out of date. This one guy realized we were a bit lost and offered to walk us to where the bus departed…adding from the start… without charge. He ended up walking quite a ways with us and made sure we got on the correct bus.
Yesterday on our way out of Semuc Champey Felicitas and I carried our stuff out to the dirt road to try to catch a bus torward Coban. Literally one second later a pick-up came by and the people in it offered us a ride. They said they weren’t going all the way to Coban, but we figured we could at least get to the next town down the road. The four people in the back of the truck were Guatemalans about our age who worked in a bank in a small town somewhat close to Xela. We started talking to them… and just kept talking. They ended-up deciding to bring us all the way to Coban and then wouldn’t let us pay even a bit for the ride. It was just so nice, I really still feel so happy thinking about that experience.
Also, when Felicitas and I arrived to Coban for the first time two days ago we asked a guy where the Central Park is located. He told us he was going that direction anyway and would walk us there. He didn’t try to get anything out of it at all (as sometimes Guatemalan guys will try to do). He just walked us to the park, wished us the best and said good-bye.
The moral is simply that people are really so nice.
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