I flew to Virginia over the weekend to help one of my best friends plan her wedding. I’m in that “everyone I know is getting married” year (hers will be #5!)
The flight up was eventful. I sat in an aisle seat next to a couple. The woman was crocheting what looked like was going to be a beautiful scarf and the gentleman was reading some book with a numbered list of formulas (I love people watching). They were one of those “cute” older couples – you know, the ones where everything they do just makes you chuckle. She would yell at him for never letting her have the window seat – then they’d laugh and she’d give him a playful hit on the arm telling him he could always have the window seat. He would try to teach her about the formulas in his book, and she’d just wave her hand at him, clearly hinting she didn’t care. She kept dropping her crocheting direction sheet, then managed to find about 8 different ways to stuff it into the back of the seat pocket or attach it to the drop down tray (all of which failed miserably).
Then of course, the flight attendant came by to see what we wanted to drink. Sprite for me, black coffee for him, and she was inquiring about juices that didn’t have sugar. Apparently, as she told the flight attendant (rather loudly), she had cancer and couldn’t have it. I have to say, the flight attendant didn’t really seem to care or really want to go back and check to see if that orange juice had any sugar in it. But sure enough, she came back with apple juice for the woman – sugar free! The rest of the flight was quiet – I continued to read my newest “I can’t put this down” book, she crochet her scarf, then she spilled apple juice all over my jeans, and he read his book of formulas. Quiet I tell ya. :)
The trip itself was kind of a blur – from trying on dress after dress, to picking out centerpieces, and favors, I kind of felt like a robot – a maid of honor wedding robot. :) Exhaustion hit about mid-afternoon on Sunday, just in time for my relaxing flight back. I can honestly say I don’t ever remember flying at night. Then again, I can’t remember what I did last week, so who knows. I snagged a window seat, thanks to Southwest letting me check in the night before (A28!), and I was ready to watch the city lights as we lifted off when low and behold, guess who came trickling in after I had sat down?
You guessed right! That couple from my flight to Virginia!
They didn’t recognize me at first (he suggested sitting in my aisle and she was yelling at him that the window seat was taken, so clearly they were preoccupied haha). After some bickering (cute bickering, I might add), they sat next to me and it was like long lost friends had finally reunited! They got all settled in (he wouldn’t take my offer for the window seat), and we were chatting about our trips. Apparently they flew up for their son’s wedding! Go figure. What I thought was a scarf was actually an afghan for her daughter’s unborn baby, and she was almost done! Her “I <3 2 Cruise” shiny pin caught my eye this time - turns out they’re actually travel agents – Rick and Carol Haven from Crescent City! (Perfect for my upcoming trip to San Francisco, CA!)
And as the flight attendant came around again, I already knew what we were going to order: Sprite for me, black coffee for Rick, and an apple juice for Carol.
Funny how things happen, huh? There are tons of people to meet, conversations to have, and a reason for everything – good or bad. Now…whether or not you’re looking, listening, and OPEN to those people or conversations is up to you. You just never know!