There was one fellow traveler I can not forget. I was on a plane. The flight is from Honolulu to Maui. It was my first time to fly from Honolulu to Maui. It was the last flight I had to go through on my journey from the Philippines to Maui, to be with my husband...
This English guy sitting next to me asked where I am going and I told him where. We started to converse and I told him my story about getting married in the Philippines with an American who lives on Maui. My husband had to fly back ahead of me because he had to go back to work while I wait for my Visa to get approved. The English man told me about him, his job, and his girlfriend. I remember he told me he has a mango tree in his yard (the house he's renting had a mango tree) and how he's so excited that it's bearing fruit.
I was touched when he offered to carry my "carry on luggage" which was so heavy (I filled it up to the maximum weight allowed). He carried that luggage all the way to the line where I was supposed to be checked by immigration. It was a long walk in that airport but he gladly carried it for me. What a gentleman. I don't remember his name anymore, but i still remember his friendliness, his kind gesture and his English accent :)
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