So we arrived in Paris and wow, it felt great to be back. Although our welcome back was not as expected. It was late when we arrived and so we took the metro to get to our hostel. Which on the way, my freaking bag broke. Anyways, while on our second metro, we had to switch to get to line 2, we heard a commotion in the back. Now, we couldn't tell what was being said, as they were speaking French, but it didn't sound too good. When we got off at our stop, so did the men who were yelling. They got out and threw, who I could only assume was a homeless man, on the ground and began to literally kick him while he was down. I was quite stunned, and watched it all. Looking back, I think the thing that stunned me the most was the fact that people could actually and quite literally kick a man while he was down. I wish I had had the courage to stop them, but as they were quite bigger than I am, I was quite, in no better terms, scared. A better person than I would have gone and helped that man, but as I am not that person, I sit here typing an excuse that there was too much blood for me to handle. Again, were I a better person I would not be giving excuses. I did see however a bunch of complete random strangers come together and help this man, not only, pick up his money, but also give him more. In all honesty I expected everyone to walk on by, but instead, at least 10 people stopped and helped this man. These people are the people who restore my faith in Humanity. They are the ones who still make me believe that yes, there is still some good in this world. Ya know, that good that's worth fighting for. It makes me want to believe that I can be a better person. It makes me want to be a better person. And so to those people on that metro last night, I raise my glass to you and say thank you. Thank you for restoring my hope in this world we live in. Thank you for giving me hope.
Allons-y!
Remi
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