His name is Rea...
When he shook my hand he held his wrist. I knew he was Zulu. When I asked his name he put his right hand over his heart and said “REA”.
He is our 24 year old bicycle guide. His smile is bright and I can tell he’s a natural comedian. Every time he said his name his right hand went up to his heart. I had to ask why.
He said his name is a gift from his parents and “i honor them each time I say it by putting my hand to my heart because without their gift I would not have a place in the world. I thank them by touching my heart.”
Ok. So this American shed a few solemn tears under my sunglasses with this poetic and heartfelt explanation. He’s a poet on a bike.
I asked REA what he would like to do with his “big” life and he said he’s saving to go to architectural school.
He walked my bike up a hill to the Richard Branson winery and smiled saying “don’t worry mum, many people have to walk this hill. Particularly after several glasses of wine.”
I didn’t care if it was true or not. I just thought he was a generous kid being very kind to the out of shape old American lady.
Mark was so impressed with REA that he bequeathed a Red Sox hat to the young man. REA knew absolutely nothing about the team but was eager to hear. He promised Mark he’d wear the hat for his American guests.
REA is Great young man.
I touch my heart when I say his name. To honor his parents who must be very proud!
11/24/2018 05:49:18 pm
Rea, you are a fine example of a polite and grateful person to lead my friends on their biking adventure. And now a member of Red Sox Nation!!💟💟💟🚵♀️🚵♂️🚵♀️🚵♂️
11/27/2018 12:53:48 pm
He was a dear old soul
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