When you travel, don't you find that to truly feel the soul of a place, you have to get to know its people?
Looking into the eyes of the people in the street,
and watching them as they carry on
their daily walk of life
can begin to reveal the spirit of a place. Much more than its architecture, food, or sights.
Don't you love the smile of this baker
who bakes for those who bring their bread to him?
And the passion of the shoemakers who make thousands of shoes in a lifetime and take time to speak or nod as you walk by.
The mothers who provide food and nurturing for their young.
The gals who gather in the square for a little socializing
and a henna tattoo.
Yes, the soul of a place is only truly revealed
in its people. The brotherhood of man--
all God's creatures.
“Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.” – Maya Angelou