Thanks to a Stranger

Tonight Lukin and I stood on the street in our giant back packs and looked at each other. The three internet cafes we had located were all closed, we had 5 hours until our train would leave and we weren't hungry (food is usually a great way to use time!). As we stood, a man who had pointed us to the first of the three closed cafes came over to us. "I'll help you," he said, and motioned for us to follow him. He led us to a fourth cafe, closed. He motioned again for us to follow. He spoke with several people on the street who each answered and pointed in various directions. We followed as he led us across several intersections and over an overpass. He walked us to the door of internet cafe number five, open. This stranger on the street spent twenty-five minutes helping us find what we were looking for. When we thanked him, he gave the characteristic Indian head waggle and smiled, and then he walked back the way we had came. I cannot think of a single time I have done something like that for someone I didn't know.