Stepping out of a taxi onto a broken pavement in Hanoi, a old back injury flared up out of nowhere. It’s intense, surgery level pain that leaves you winded and gasping.
The following days and flying home were nothing but kindness from the world. Magical remedies and stories of recovery and encouragement came from every corner.
Being other people’s injured stranger has been truly restorative of faith in the good world.
Good to be home. Ouch.