Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Strangers on a plane

Last night I did something I'd never done before. I met a person I'd become acquainted with through the blog. He's from England, lives in France, and stopped in New York on his way to Haiti. We had a couple of drinks at a hotel bar, shared a few stories and insights, and at one point he said something like, "I was just thinking how amazing it is that I'm sitting here talking to you." And it was, it is. It's amazing how we can connect with people from around the world in such a personal and effortless way. It was interesting to see how comfortable I was sharing a drink with a stranger who felt more like a friend. He also said to me that I was just as he imagined I'd be, which even though I didn't ask how he imagined I'd be, I took as a great compliment.

But next time let it be me who is getting off the plane somewhere, let me be the one lugging the heavy bag with my iPod dangling from my pocket. In an airport in London or Paris, Morocco or Mongolia, let me be the familiar stranger on a flight to everywhere, stopping by to say hello to everyone.

5 comments:

shawn said...

How about getting off a flight in the backwater of Winnipeg??

The place wouldn't know what hit it ...

Dina said...

hmmm, drinks at a "hotel" bar??!!! oooooo, I'm telling... :)

itzktb said...

Between your dreams about me making out with strangers in Hawaii, and your idea that I've been doing God knows what with men in hotel bars, Dina, you've got me living a crazier like than even I could conjure up!

Figures, coming from a Leo woman...

practicalpsychologist said...

The final word - she was a very good good and well behaved young lady.

itzktb said...

Thanks Doug, your check is in the mail.