Sometimes traveling solo relies heavily on the kindness of others, giving and receiving.

Today I left my hostel in Nazareth and headed south to my volunteer gig.

It is a small village about an hour south of Nazareth. However, my morning started differently than planned.

At my hostel, I had made friends with a girl from China. Her English was very limited, and all her devices were from China (obviously), so she could not even download What´s App.

It is not permitted in China.

So traveling for her is even extra challenging, yet she is doing it and making her way around a tricky country. It is not that difficult, but it is tough if you do not speak Hebrew or English.

So this morning, we were leaving the hostel to head in two different directions. In the morning, she told me she did not sleep all night as she was anxious about her check-in at the next hostel.

It was complicated.

The guy wanted her to fill out some paperwork, and then she would receive the code to the apartment. She was a bit distressed.

I understand the frustrations of being in countries that do not speak my language, so we sat down and figured out the issue. The apartment managers did not know she could not open the links they sent and refused to communicate via email.

They suggested What´s App. So I messaged them for her but then said you have to email her, she is coming today, and she already paid for the room.

So eventually, between us, my computer and my What´s app figured it out and got her room sorted. I told her to email me to let me know she arrived, I wrote down bus directions for her to ask people for help, and she just emailed that she made it safely into her new place and apartment.

I had to head in a different direction, she went east, and I went south. I was so concerned with her directions mine ended up being more complicated than I expected.

So I was wandering around looking for the bus station, and everyone kept pointing me in the wrong direction. Until I finally stopped and asked a random man on the street; he said I am headed that way with my wife and child.

We will drop you at the best station to catch a bus. It was outside of Nazareth, but I ended up being the easiest.

His daughter was learning English, so we spoke a bit, and they were so kind. When I arrived at the bus station on the side of a major highway, I was anxious, mainly because I needed to figure out that my RavKav (the transportation card) to get around was loaded with money.

I was sitting there dripping sweat, thinking, if a bus does not collect me, how will I get out of this situation?

Someone who worked for the bus company showed up. I asked him if I had enough money on my card, and he was able to check, and I did.

He then told me how to get where I was going, and the rest of the way was smooth.

So taking the time to help someone in return allowed others to help me. Yet that is traveling; when another traveler needs help, most of us will always assist.

It is like an unspoken travel covenant, never leave a traveler in need, or maybe I made it up.

So if you ever see someone in need, help if you can, you never know when the shoe will be on the other foot.

XOXO S

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