I was expecting dread, dirty looks, the evil eye, and not-so-subtle sighing.
So imagine my surprise when after 13 hours in the air in a small and confined space, I was greeted instead by… relief… delight… smiles… and statements of overwhelming gratitude for my awesome parenting (which I refer to as “luck” and “the grace of God”)?
Evidently, no one likes sitting next to a crying baby. But when the baby doesn’t cry (at all!), people are very very happy. I mean, SERIOUSLY happy. Its like their dread gives way to a waterfall of gratitude and joy.
My little Max is an exceptional traveller.
Overall our trip, was amazing. Profitable. Insightful. Worth it.
We met some amazing people – like these guys, who run a garment factory in Cambodia where people who have been trafficked can have a paying job and rehabilitation services. And these guys – who ship medical supplies all around the world… and maybe even to Papua New Guinea?!
And we launched the very first Not For Sale DTS. Anyone know someone with 6 months to change the world? Send ’em our way!
We were reminded of the 27 million people around the world who live in slavery. The ones who are making products that you and I get at bottom bucket bargain prices…
Maybe that whole underground railroad, abolition thing isn’t quite over yet.
We don’t want to be radical. We want to be smart.
We don’t want to be condemning. We want to be responsible.
We don’t want to be naive. We want to seek truth.
We’re not hopping on the bandwagon… we’re asking questions… learning… and remembering that the whole “set the captives free” thing is a bit more literal that we realised… but way too important to ignore.