the park.

There is a neighborhood park smack in between John and Alison’s place and ours, so we met up to check it out this morning.

Here is an example of what I love about South Asia: Judah and Amie and I walked to the park, which is maybe a 15-minute walk.  I hadn’t been before, so I asked directions a couple times, one from an auto rickshaw driver.  He said “I’ll drive you,” but I said sheepishly that I didn’t have cash.  The kids and I walked on, but the auto driver caught up with us and said “Get in.”  He took us right to the entrance.

So yes, there are always people looking to get money from us, but there are many others who can’t help but give us a hand.  That kind of neighborliness from total strangers always leaves me in awe.