2 things.

1) An old fruit seller by the roadside, counting each rupee syillings carefully and holding each one like the most precious thing.
In my world, those would be loose change.

2) A lone caucasian man at a congested, dirty Indian wet market.Gangly, pale, blonde and sticks out like a sore thumb-on his face was the blissful smile of the traveller that has stumbled upon a completely new sights and sounds.
That man looked like he had hit a jackpot.