The couple and the porter

To gather some thoughts on what was a truly bizarre/interesting/lovely experience I will post some small portraits from our 12 nights cruising around the Mediterranean before I try and create one big piece out of it all.
The Swiss couple boarded the train from Rome central to Civitavecchia. Before doing so they enlisted the services of a young porter who, though not legally allowed to work within the station premises, offered his particular skill to those in need.
The Swiss couple needed him and once aboard the train they shipped him a couple of Euros. The young porter looked down at his palm and bounced the coins in his hand several times. The coins clinked weakly on each descent. He looked up at the couple and said: “Please.”
The trip from the station central to platform 27 was a long way – perhaps a 15 minute lug. By using the porter it was clear that the couple had saved themselves some valuable energy. They were going on holiday – a cruise ship. The wife, a blonde of fading youth and beauty, looked down at the floor and mumbled. She said something in stilted English about how the young porter had neglected to inform them how much it would cost for his services. It was, therefore, his own fault that there were not more coins in his hand. They did not have any more to give, she insisted.
The young porter stood there for a few minutes longer, jingling his coins. The woman and her husband ignored him. The young porter skulked off.
Then, the woman laughed and tucked into an ebook. A few minutes later her husband excused himself and got off the train. He returned soon after to answer his wife when she asked when she asked him about his whereabouts. He told her he had tried to find the boy to give him some more money. She scalded him. He was merely encouraging the porter, she said. Didn’t matter. The husband could not find him.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s