To converse or nod

You have your seat assignment, hopefully what you wanted and you are boarding.  The pressure begins to build in you as you mull over the future.  What is your seat mate going to be like?  There are several not so good scenarios:

What if the person or persons resemble a sumo wrestler?  What if they have a permanent lean, towards you?  What if they actually talk more than you, like no-stop?  Or the worst case, what is they are children or .... teens!  Depending on the length of flight, these situations can dictate whether you really need to take the multiple Gravols / sleeping tablets / tylenols.

But the reality is that you are generally stuck with the airlines whimsical seat assignments.  I am still not sure how you balance a plane with 6 linebackers on the right and 5 twiggy’s on the left.

Now if you are an evangelical Christian, you are expected to converse with said “trapped” listener.  But those who quail at such boldness must them find an alternative.  Just thing how tiring the whole boarding process is and you can begin to nod.

One little known fact, you are not allowed to “nod” or even close your eyes if you are sitting in the emergency exit row.  Apparently, in signing on for the increased room you also get the privilege of having to see the disaster when it happens.

But even if flying, serendipity happens .....

Fingers finally travelling

I just checked.  Well over a year with a post.  Probably should leave it at that but....   it's not that travelling is not happening but rather my hands took a break after the last post.My thoughts always did out-fly my typing and sometimes the post is written and, well, posted in my mind before the hands get their act together.

Have you ever had a trip where quite frankly you don't take the time to regular things? You know...  brush your teeth, comb your hair, post to your blog, breathe.  Memories are either a blur (and not from overindulging) or very crisp and clear.  Imprinted on your mind. 

It was a great trip, pretending that I was young and efficient and energetic.  Being a pirate and an expert, at least in others minds, can add spice to any endeavour.  The fact that it was rough travel as well almost made the trip by itself.  But it was the travelling companions, faithful to support, tease, and being willing to share of themselves and to keep me in my place.  God bless them all.

Just a side note, New York cheese cake in NY is plain and expensive.  Three cheers for President choce and the other providers of multi-flavoured cakes.