Home for the Holidays (part I)

I have been trying to log into blogger for about 12 hours but between a bad connection, the endless traffic of people and the lady pulling out the master list every other hour and saying what do we have to get done today it is hard to get enough time on the computer to write anything. I must warn you now that I am writing directly onto blogger as my parents use Microsoft works and not word on their computer (I didn’t even think that program still existed) so my word doc of the blog is of no use to me.

So far the trip is as expected, tiring and so much fun, but today’s post- and probably the last one before the holiday is devoted to my trip to get here. I must begin by thanking CMG for the ride out to the airport and the cocktail in the hotel bar. Nothing like preparing for a long trip with a pint of Coors Light and a good chat.

I entered the security line in front of a very young man (19ish if you are wondering what I believe “very young” to be) who was humming. After a minute or two I realized that he was actually humming Leaving on a Jet Plane. So I was forced to say ... are you actually humming Leaving on a Jet Plane? And this very young and sweet young man replied "yeah! I am so excited I am going home and it is like only my second time on a plane, I don't even know what to do at security." I recommended he put his coat and belongings in the bin to start. "Should I take off my belt?" he asked ... "Sure" I said "it couldn't hurt." Then I asked him where he was going and what he was doing that brought him here. He told me he was going to bible college and I thought to myself ... of course you are … and made my way through security and nicely moved on from the innocent young Christian.

While wandering around the airport and wasting time I caught the eye of a nice looking guy sitting at my gate. We played the eye game ... you know ... look at each other, look away, look back, repeat. I left the seating area to get water came back and was left with no choice but to sit beside this guy as there was almost nowhere else in lounge to sit. We instantly stuck up a conversation (CMG and OQB this story does not end with me joining the mile high club so don't get your hopes up) and waited for the line to die down a little.

Once on the plane and waiting to get seating he noted that someone was sitting in his seat and I noted that it looked like the seat beside me was free if he wanted and he accepted. All sounds great right ... well it was until two minutes later when some punk kid told me that I was in his seat. Turns out not only was I in the wrong seat but in the wrong row so I was forced to leave the company of my potential new friend.

After we landed we struck up a conversation again for a minute or two commenting on the weirdoes waiting for luggage that really should just go out and have that cigarette ... for every ones sanity. Then I ran into a ex co-worker and ended up talking to him for two minutes as I watched the mystery man orbit in my general direction. Then the strangest thing happened, as the conveyer belt started and the luggage began to tumble down my suitcase was the third one off. This NEVER happens. I mean really, when you are in a rush and want to get out of the airport as quickly as possible you are there for longer than your flight, but when you have an attractive man you want to give your email to, your luggage shows up almost as fast as you. So I grabbed my bags made a hasty goodbye from the work friend, walked over and wished Mr. Man a happy holidays, got his name shook his hand and left.

I have been torn over how I feel about the goodbye. I wonder if I should have given him my email or number, but I also think, if he didn't ask for it, maybe he didn't want it or it wasn't meant to be. Either way it is still one of the better plane rides I have had in the recent past. Many more adventures here, but tomorrows work list is long and I must get some sleep.

Soon to come in Home for the Holidays part II (sometime after the holiday)

• Memorable quotes from the family (sneak peak - The Lady while we were having lunch my first day here "Who in the world could I have been with that I would have wanted only one glass of wine?")
• Going to Fireboy's Christmas party - well crashing really
• To the airport and back again
• And many other family hi-jinks
  

The Single Girl