During my first week in Malborne, I did so many things I never would have imagined doing before.I got up at five-thirty in the morning to watch the sunrise.Seagulls circled overhead, and an elderly local woman beside me handed me a cup of hot coffee. I could not understand the local accent well, but I thanked her with a clumsy mix of gestures and a smile.Suddenly, I realized that kindness from a stranger could be this beautiful.I did not have to spend all night staring at my phone, waiting for a message. I also did not have to memorize someone else’s dietary restrictions, habits, likes, and dislikes. Moreover, I did not have to be ready to apologize the second that person frowned.It was such a relief.Over the next few days, I visited the Great Seaside Road and Philosopher’s Island to watch the penguins come home at dusk.I sat on benches in the botanical gardens, soaking up the sun.Everywhere I went, I met all kinds of people—people from different places, backgroun
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