Australian Blind Love

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One of the best ways I can describe Masonry is by saying it’s a “fraternity of blind love”. It’s the love and fraternal friendship that extends across the color of someone’s skin color, nationality, or tax bracket. We’ve all heard stories of Brothers assisting each other at the drop of the hat without having ever met or spoken to the other person before. Doesn’t matter where in the world you are; there will always be someone willing to help you.

One of those beautiful times happened last week. My wife and I are in Australia on our honeymoon and were in dire need of assistance. The short story is that we needed to figure out how to get from the Blue Mountains to our Airbnb, which was over an hour away. Uber and Taxi drivers were done for the night in the small town we were in.

We didn’t have any other options, so I messaged two Brothers asking for assistance. They answered right away and helped us find a car rental that was closing 3 minutes before we got there. They offered to pay for the car (which wasn’t needed but absolutely appreciated). They also found a limo driver who agreed to drive us if the rental car agency didn’t have any cars available. Thankfully they did, and after a quick lesson on how to drive in Australia, we embarked to our Airbnb destination: a place in the middle of nowhere that sounded amazing in the ad. But it turned out to be so sketchy that we couldn’t possibly feel safe or clean staying there.

Jessica and I looked at each other and agreed to go back to Sydney, 3 hours away. A quick Google search showed that if we spared no time, we could just barely make the last train. We would just have to figure out how to reverse our course, gas up and drop off our rental car, find a way to train station, take the train for 2 hours back to Sydney, and then hope our hotel had available rooms.

It wasn’t going to be easy- it was well past 9PM and nothing was open. Going fast in a straight line is easy. But we were driving in unfamiliar land, on the wrong side of the car, on the wrong side of the road, going through the winding mountain turns, in the rain, constantly on alert, begging for the one bar of cell phone service to stay with us.

Thankfully we made it safely, just in time. But we wouldn’t have been able to do that without the two Australian Brothers that illuminated our path. Without them, we would have never made it. They kept in contact with us the entire time and ensured we made it all the way back to Sydney safely. One even called our hotel to see if they had a room available for us. Only after we were in our hotel room in Sydney did they agree that the night was over and their job was done. A job they freely donated over 5 hours of their time to.

The Hotel Receptionist asked us if we were okay, given we were visibly worn. I gave her a quick synopsis of what transpired. By the end of the story, two other hotel workers and a guest waiting to check in were listening as well.

“So yeah, we hopped on the train and now we’re here…”

“…How on earth did you guys manage to pull all of that off?” one of the guys asked, perplexed.

“Because I belong to the greatest fraternity in the world”.