Friday, February 27, 2015

Travel Travails

It's interesting how people bond when they are placed in a shared situation of inconvenience. Life stories are shared, small courtesies are offered and you connect with a random person in the universe who otherwise would've just been another ship passing in the night. 

So, when the pilot on my 45 min ride to Atlanta announced that he had to divert to Augusta to refuel, my first instinct was to start laughing. I knew I wasn't going to Vegas tonight. But the eternal optimist in me still figured the flight would wait 10 mins for me....I mean...why else would I run a mile and half through the airport in high heels??
I'm telling you...the F word escaped my lips when I realized that gate A01 was the very last one when I looked down the row of gates starting from A18. And the icing on the cake was when the agent at A01 told me that the gate was closed and I had to go back to the help desk. Where was the HelpDesk? Back at A18 ofcourse!!

I can't say it's been a rough night of travel. Compared to what could've been, I had my flight rebooked before I landed, my luggage taken care of, access to food, accommodation provided and free transport to that accommodation. The room was warm and secure, clean bathroom and a comfortable bed. Did someone try to enter an occupied room just moments after he jokingly hoped that he was given the key to a room that didn't already have a sleeping occupant?? Absolutely!! And I was lucky enough to witness the whole thing!! Haha!!
So....why do people still complain? Yes, it is an inconvenience and upsets carefully laid plans. But at the end of the day, we have no control over it and the best thing to do is to grin and enjoy the ride. And most important, embrace the opportunity to have that conversation with strangers who are along for that unexpected ride. 
My seat mate happened to have a condo in Vegas, my destination. She had some fun stories to share.
While I ran around looking for my hotel shuttle, shivering in the freeze because the compulsory Floridian in me refused to take a jacket, a man was kind enough to tell me what van to look for. 
On my return shuttle to the airport, there was the alpha male who made sure that first arrived was first served and stood up for an older couple who was not treated very respectfully by the driver. 
The airport so early in the morning is a quiet and friendly place where agents are not hassled yet with the crowds. There's a cheery good morning to all and the urge to help someone.  I'm one of those travelers who like to travel light and relax, grab my breakfast, find a vantage spot, people watch and read the news while I wait for my ride. 
It going to be a fun weekend with the girls in Vegas. I'm a little bummed that I lost a night with them...but considering the big picture, I've got nothing to complain about. It's just another wonderful day in my life!!

Friday, February 13, 2015

Love or infatuation

At what point do you realize that it's infatuation and not love? Would I go out of my way to make my significant other happy? Would I allow him to treat me like I'm not that important?
Absolutely not! I think a woman must first love herself and be comfortable about who she is before she can love someone else. 
I love my child...my family...but would I be quiet while they walked all over me? No! Love is about respect. When we respect our partner or potential partner...enough to show that we care...then we take the first step toward love. 
Love cannot be rushed. Love cannot be conjured out of thin air. And at my age, there is no loving someone just from a phone conversation and texts. I need that person in physical proximity to gauge subtle mannerisms. I need to see the shift in gaze, the body language, and how they behave in public. I can tell from how they look at me in front of other people whether they are into me. 
As romantic as it may sound...there is no such thing as love at first sight. It's lust or infatuation. Period.