Two events, three years apart, have genuinely impressed my family. About American people and values in general.
It was three years ago when my parents were over. My mom forgot two of our suitcases on the train after we got off on our stop at NYC. Three lovely young women went a couple of stops past, took the opposite train, and brought it back to us, as we stood there figuring out what to do. My mom was extremely relieved and that's putting it lightly. Her perception of the City, the people, and the country was very much affected by the event. Particularly even so considering it was the last couple of days in the US.
Exactly ten days ago TD was drinking tea and getting breakfast at Dunkin at Logan Airport when she dropped her wallet containing important government ID documents, some money various other items of emotional attachment. She was stressed out about losing it, unsure about how much money it had, but extremely concerned that she'd have to go through the hassle of European bureaucracy to get the ID documents reissued. She put the request in online, but she had no hopes of finding it. So when she was at the Airport today back from ATL we had zero hopes of finding it and were all ready to go to the police station to file a report. It took us a long walk to go to the lost-and-found -- it was two terminals over, and within the terminal it was hidden within maze of offices. Once we got inside, there was no one to talk to, and it was not very...inviting as a place. Still, we asked for help, and the lady there asked details of where her wallet had gone missing where she had lost it when etcetera etcetera. After what seemed like an eternity, the lady came back with a neutral expression on her face. And guess what, she had the wallet! With all the money, documents and other knicknacks! TD was extremely relieved to say the least. We talked about how this would never have happened in Nepal. This story is going to come up over and over again the next month when the full super-duper extended family gathers in Singapore and then in Nepal. And then my parent's story is going to come up too, and everyone will be really impressed.
Maybe this country is a fineee place after all?
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