When my trip to France became the staple of my unwavering faith.
But coming back, we had to reverse the instructions. Essentially take the later, the last train to the first stop. Essentially, just do the directions backwards, right. My family seems to be directionally challenged and very hard headed. So things went definitely awry. But it really wasn't technically all our fault. It was an interesting situation where we had to get back before, like, midnight was the last. I think they said all the trains stopped running at midnight
And it's always those moments that teaches you so much about trust, like you said, and leaning into just being trustworthy for other people who are just out there. I don't know. It almost humanizes everything and lets everything be. To open yourself up, to need help and to accept help is a pretty big thing with vulnerability in mind