Wednesday, April 1, 2015


It appears that I was meant to be in the Geneva airport for 24 hours...

I met a french dancer from budapest, 65 years old, vibrant, learning her 5th language -hungarian- who needed help charging her iPhone.

Then I met an african woman living in Barcelona who needed help sending her husband an email because she missed her flight. She left me her contact info and told me to come visit some time- that she would give me a tour of the city.

And I was the most productive I've been in months.


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