The German, the Englishman, the Canadian, the Australian, the French, and the countless Americans; no matter where on the globe we hailed from, we had countless similarities in ideals and lifestyles. The people I met on my trip coming from other parts of the world became consistently some of the best people I’ve met in my time on Earth.
It could have been the fact we were all there for the same reason; to travel, to give back, to experience culture. We all wanted the same things out of our travel, we all went in with zero expectations, and with every day we experienced more and more of what was important in the world.
These travelers, these volunteers, had pure hearts. They were encouraging, gracious, kind, and inspiring. I heard countless stories of their past experiences and gained endless wisdom from each individually.
I would not trade one moment with the people in the house, because I appreciated each in such different ways. They slowly changed from volunteers, to friends, to family. We lived together, ate together, traveled together, and most importantly, we did our best to make a difference TOGETHER.
My love for the world’s people continues to grow daily.
“Love your neighbor as yourself.” Matthew 22:39