I"m finally on my way home! And when I say on my way, I literally mean on my way! That's right, I'm blogging from 30,000 feet! I had to do it. I couldn't resist. So, thanks to gogo inflight internet, here is yet another post.
I would like to take this opportunity, not to thank The Academy, but to declare my love for flying. What other time can you make delightfully, awkward light conversation with the person sitting next to you, speak in other languages, or get food that should never be put in a to-go-box ordered in just that way. It's just great.
I arrived at the airport and got through security with plenty of time to spare, and as a result I sat down at my gate, Starbuck's Oatmeal in hand, to do some legitimate people watching. Before I had even added the dried fruit, a man sitting on the bank of chairs across from me started up a conversation. Yes, I said man. I'd guess he was maybe in his his early 30's. And I didn't need him to tell me he was on the flight headed to Austin, Texas--his cowboy boots and drawl definently gave that one away for him. He was traveling with two buddies, for business. They all just got Blackberries (courtesy of the business?) and were comparing notes about how to do different things.
In talking about where I was headed, we of course started talking about souvenirs and then, of course, tequila. The conversation then took a turn when he suggested I mail him some of the best Mexico has! I laughed thinking he was joking, then realized he wasn't. He then glances at his Blackberry and asks for my email so he can add me on facebook! He'll just send me his address and I'll just mail him some alcoholy goodness! Sounds great. Oh wait, it sounds like a horrible idea! I immediately thought of all those lessons Officer So-And-So taught my second grade class about stranger danger. I kind of just played down the request and managed to turn the converstion without screaming like a fire engine. Kasey entered Gate C11 moments later, and lets just say I was more than happy to see her!
Oh and don't worry. This man only caused me some slight worry, hardly enough to change my views on flying. I still love it.
"Flying may not be all plain sailing, but the fun of it is worth the price." ~ Amelia Earhart
