Backpacking north out of Beirut, I stop at a fruit stand on the outskirts of the city. The vendor picks out his best apple and gives it to me! He won’t accept payment!!
I walk on feeling good.
A ragged woman in Palestinian costume, carrying a baby, asks me for alms. I refuse and then realize I have missed my chance to repay the apple kindness! Luckily, another woman carrying a baby soon appears and asks for money. I give her what I can and continue to walk feeling better and better.
I pass a vegetable market and see some carrots. They look delicious. I think how good one would taste but want to save every penny I have. A few minutes later, there is a big fresh carrot for me lying beside the highway!
It’s THAT kind of a day!
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