One
day in Spain I, with a group of other yoga teachers in training, went
to Jerez de la Frontera, a medieval Andalucian city. After walking
around a bit, our group of four settled for lunch in one of the nice
looking establishments that lined up the main street. We didn't
realize that service could be a tad slow for those who are pressed for
time as was the case for two of our fellow dinners. They didn't have
time to wait for their second course and left without taking that
said course packed in takeout containers. So, Amanda and I, who
planned to do quite a lot of strolling, faced the dilemma of figuring
out what to do with food packages. We didn't want to throw away
perfectly good meals, but we also knew that it would be pointless to
bring them back to our retreat center since the food there was
fantastic. We decided to give it to a homeless person. Surprisingly,
it wasn't an easy task – homeless people were nowhere to be found.
However, we found several stoops covered with cardboard boxes that
seemed to be serving as sleeping spots and left our offering in one
of them.
While
wandering around Jerez de la Frontera we discovered many beautiful
streets, churches and inner yards. Oh, and when we passed the stoop
where we put leftover boxes – they were gone, our mission was
accomplished.
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