Who were the two men who kept an eye on me and went to warn the staff that I was “in danger”?

In late 2017, I went on an overnight trip to a nearby town, which was known for its scenic scenery and shopping facilities. I had hired a taxi for the entire day, and the taxi driver was kind and very chatty. He took me to several shops, restaurants, parks, and other places. He waited patiently whenever I shopped or ate, and he didn’t want any money until the end of the day. He was a very nice person, and we had a wonderful time.<br><br>However, when I was having lunch at a fast-food restaurant in the afternoon, something strange happened. There was a table next to mine, where two men sat. They were both in their fifties, and they were dressed in casual winter clothing. It’s as if they were just ordinary customers, but I noticed that they kept glancing at me from time to time. They were speaking softly, and they didn’t seem to be talking about me, but their occasional glances drew my attention. I ignored them at first and continued eating.<br><br>But ten minutes or so later, I realized that they were still looking at me. I felt uneasy by then, so I thought of ways to handle the situation. I decided to wait until they got up to leave, and then I would leave too. So I slowed down my pace of eating, pretending that I wasn’t in a hurry. I read the newspaper and used my phone, trying my best to appear nonchalant.<br><br>Five minutes later, they finally got up and left. I waited until they were gone before I finished my meal quickly and left the restaurant. I took a taxi to the nearby market, and I walked from one store to another, shopping for souvenirs and whatnot. I was having a wonderful time, and the incident at the restaurant didn’t bother me.<br><br>When the taxi driver dropped me off at the hotel around 8 pm, I decided to walk around the neighborhood for a while. I walked one block after another, window shopping and taking in the sights. All of a sudden, I heard my name being called, and I turned to see a security guard running toward me. He asked me if I was the woman who had lunch at the fast-food restaurant, and I wondered how he knew. He explained that two men saw me eating alone at the restaurant and went to report it to the staff.<br><br>The guard said that the two men felt that I was in danger, being alone in a foreign town. They asked the staff to keep an eye on me, and when I left, they asked the staff to inform the nearby shops and restaurants to do the same. The guard said that several business owners saw me walking around the neighborhood, and they reported it to the local police. By then, I was already at the hotel, but one of the guards decided to come and see me.<br><br>The guard thanked me for being understanding, and then he left. As I walked back to the hotel, I couldn’t help but feel grateful to those two men. I never got to meet them or thank them, but I’ll always remember their kindness and concern. I returned home the next day, unaware of what would have happened had they not stepped in. I hope that they are doing well, and I wish them all the best.