You arrive in a foreign city (say, Lisbon, Portugal). You take a 15 minute bus from the train station to a four-star business hotel. You give your name. You and your friend are escorted to the largest suite you’ve ever seen (think Mariott Residence Inn x 2). Two fridges, sink/stove, two big couches, dining room table, etc. You stay for two nights without opening your wallet. You never meet the person who paid for the hotel. He’s just a blog reader and businessman who promised two months ago, “You’ll have a place to stay.”
My stats say I have 1,000 readers on this blog. There are many, many readers who I don’t know and who don’t comment. They are “lurkers.” But it doesn’t mean these readers aren’t capable of extraordinary acts of generosity. To V.C. — thank you!
I suppose the only way I can repay the kindness offered to me during my travels is by continuing to write on this blog and maybe in my own small little way I can stimulate, provoke, amuse, or disgust!
5 comments on “An Act of Extraordinary Generosity”
This is an extraordinary story B, thank you so much for sharing it. As for your friend (if he happens to read this comment), you are inspiring.
I loved Portugal. We encountered great generosity there as well.
Ben, that is fantastic. Generosity of that sort is so overwhelming. All I can say is- pay it forward. Do something that is amazingly generous for someone else, knowing that you may never be thanked for it.