The heat and the wine have convinced me to go virtual. This is my first post ever! I will start with a near tragedy. Picture Mark and I at gate 61 of the San Francicso airport. The plane is refueling, we are moments away from boarding and I am shuffling through my bag looking for a pack of gum. Feeling good. Excited and calm.... untill it becomes apparent that my money belt with my passport and boarding pass and everything truly fundamental to my travels is missing!! Missing!! Missing!! Totally not gravy. Panic hits. And I run, retracing my steps. There was the bathroom and before that the water fountain. Nothing. I get the cold sweats..... and then in the distance I here my name on the paging system. It is soo faint and distorted, like I am being called from a dream... happily ever after there was a grand reunion. I run back to the gate just in time to board. Gravy.
Ouch! That was close.
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ReplyDeleteI like how you and Mark have different styles of writing. It's very "the both of you." :)