Random Acts of Kindness

It's one thing to go out of your way for friends and relatives. It’s a completely different beast to go out of your way for total strangers. Enter Doug Leu. We met Doug on the American Flyer lift at Copper Mountain a few months back. For those of you that don’t know, Flyer is somewhere around a ten minute lift ride. We burned the first 4 or so minutes talking about conditions, skis, you know, stupid ski bum stuff. Then when the conversation slowed I threw out my usual “So where are you from?” When I learned he was from Boston I told them that I would be visiting there soon and inquired about what was a must see/do. That opened the door and soon I was learning all about Boston. Then Doug enquired about the nature of my trip at which time I gave a brief explanation of our trip, grad school, ect. As you can imagine that ate up our remaining 6 minutes in a flash. But when we put up the foot rest to unload he said “I will give you my card when we get off, give me a call when you get to Boston and I will see if I can get you tickets to the top floor observatory in my building. So as you all can imagine, I tucked the card safely away and as we rolled into Boston I shot him an email, figuring there was nothing to lose. In less than an hour I received a lengthy email with information on his access to tickets, his favorite parts of the city to visit, links to websites and an offer to take Cels and I to dinner! I was blown away. Before it was all said and done he had given us tickets to the aquarium, Imax, and the top floor of the Prudential building, given us directions to all sorts of fun things, and more than anything made us feel so welcome in a foreign city. Perhaps the craziest of all is that we were never even able to meet up while we were there. So while it was great to see the history in what come consider the birth place of America, the most memorable thing about Boston to me will always be an incredible random act of kindness. As a quick side note, I also left my phone on a subway train one day in Boston, and the man that found it came all the way back to the station where we got off (like 20 mins one way) because he knew the train system better so it would be easier for him to come to me than for me to try and find him! Needless to say we ran into a wonderful sampling of Bostonians. I almost forgot to tell you! The one thing I knew I wanted to do in Boston was go to a Sox game. As we arrived at Fenway it was again time for me to test my hand at scalping. This time… Success!!! I haggled, declined, walked away, and then came back with cash in hand (Morgans steps to scalping success!). We spent the afternoon basking in the sun over Fenway and watching the Sox get drilled! Sipping on a cold drink in the outfield bleachers, I cant think of to many better ways to spend a Thursday.

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