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!