A Polish Miracle!

So we left last night on a night train to Prague, or so we thought. Everything in Hungary isnt labled very well and not very many people speak english. So after having that the train we were on was going to Prague confirmed by two train workers and the Finnish gothic lesbian we were on the train with we figured we were ok. We had an interesting conversation with our Finnish friend and then fell asleep (no spooning this time dont worry). We woke up to some guy banging on our door demanding to see our tickets, we show him our passes and he then tells us that they are not valid in this country. We asked him what country we were in, he replied "you are in Poland" and then just laughed. So we ended up in Warsaw pretty lost and confused, nobody speaks english here! So the lady at the counter told us it would be 80 euros each to get back to Prague, that is how much i was planning on spending the rest of the trip! We saw some guy in an ambercrombie and fitch shirt and we decided to ask for his help. He translated at the counter and got us tickets to the czech border, where our eurail passes will be valid again. Then he pulls out nearly 100$ out of his own pocket at pays for our tickets. He was a Catholic Priest from Washington DC visiting family in Poland, honestly the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. I have never been so close to tears since in a very long time, and thats saying a lot coming from me. We are now about to board a train to Prague. One thing this trip has taught me for sure is that there are so many good people in this world.