Some great people who live in my building with our "goofy faces"

I made a sandwich and had no plans other than to walk around and see what I could find. As I walked out my door, eating my sandwich, I see that my neighbors (about 10 people) all had sandwiches too. I held my sandwich up to the window and gave a thumbs up as I walked by, and all 10 of my neighbors gave the thumbs up right back. The door was open, so I walked in and introduced myself. Many of them were from Spain. A few from the U.S., a few from France, one from Finland, a couple from Canada, and I’m sure there were many more. All of these people were just wonderful; each of them trying to communicate in any way possible. I can’t even tell you how many different languages I heard being spoken last night. Everyone was giving their best efforts. It ends up that I relate more to Canadians than I do with Americans. The Spanish and French individuals I met were just the nicest, most wonderful people. I am so happy I made a sandwich last night instead of a bowl of cereal…