Big City Small Act

Day 249

My family of country mice took a bus this morning to NYC, traveling to visit family and the King Tut exhibit. My older son has been fascinated with all things Egyptian since he could talk, so this trip was on the must do list. The boys excitement about King Tut (which I can not say or type without thinking of Steve Martin on Saturday Night Live in the late 70's, and yes I'm showing my age) paled in comparison however, to their anticipation of spending the night with their big cousins.

So surely the possibilities to bring our kindness to the big city would be endless. But on the bus, even before 7 am, we spotted our opportunity. Trash.

As we pulled away from the curb to begin our journey, the driver, who so pleasant and cheerful when he took our tickets at 6:15 AM, requested over the PA for people to please utilize the the trash bags in order to leave the bus clean for the next passengers. But we had already noticed that some of the previous passengers had not complied with this simple request. So our crew of country mice became clean up crew as well and made sure there was not a speck of visible trash as we exited the bus.

While I am left thinking that a trip to the big city calls for a flashier, hipper, more interesting act of kindness, in the end we country mice stayed true to our roots.