The other night as I was exiting the train at Vienna Metro station. I was stopped by a gentlemen. It was a gentle "Excuse me, is this the exit." It was a rhetorical request, as we were both standing at the bottom of the escalator, and I responded, "Yes it is." At this point I noticed his cane and that he was obviously blind. I guided him on to the moving stairs and I started to explain where we where and which way he had to go. At this point I suggested that I just will show him the way. He was looking for taxi and wanted to know where the taxi stand was. He was familiar with metro but not with the Vienna station. He was a pleasant gentleman and it was a privilege to assist him. He was from Brazil and was able to see the world before he lost his sight. It was a moving experience that has left me with indelible curiosity to see the world. It was rush hour and people walked past in a hurry to go home. Which what I would be doing if he didn't stop me. Would a Metro employee or another stranger stopped and helped him? I hope so, but today was my turn. We made it to the taxi and the first taxi didn't take credit cards and promptly drove away, the next one pulled up and he negotiated his ride. He turned and said, "I got it from here, thanks." All I was left with, was a story.