700mph

My excitement level regarding my trip to Korea went from 0 to 60 in about 5.2 minutes this morning when I met Jinroung from China.

While driving through a rain storm dismal enough to turn most excitement into pulp, I saw a girl walking down the road toward campus. I noticed her but kept driving. I drove all the way to the light where I turned right and drove around the block. When I reached where she was I rolled down my window and offered her a ride. I'm not sure how much - if any - of what I said she understood, but stopping and rolling down the window spoke as loudly to her as the look of relief and gratitude on her surprised face spoke to me. I was so happy to be helping her and so excited to be meeting an exchange student from China that I forgot to get back into the right lane and if her first impression of me was that I am a kind person, her second must've been that I am NOT the brightest crayon in the box... We drove for another half a mile to the University Service building where she got out. I'm sure I'll never see her again but hey - I was there for her when she needed someone. And because of her my excitement level about my own international experience went from cruising down a country road to roaring across 1000's of miles of air space at 700mph.

It's funny how the littlest things sometimes have the biggest impact.