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Sometimes you find yourself in a situation that you just cannot explain. That happened to me today. I have heard weird stories but this one is definitely topping it, in a good way.
This morning I got up at five to get ready for the final part of the journey. I packed everything and left for the station. It took me a little over an hour to get to the Zürich train station where I bought a Christmas ornament that my brother needed. All fine and took the little train to the gate. In the plane I had a pretty good seat and it turned out that the seat next to me stayed empty and on the far left sat an American young lady.
When we took of, I got the message we would actually land thirty minutes ahead of schedule. That was good but did not really apply to me in a good way or a bad way because I already had enough time for my connecting flight. The young lady, Liz, and myself spoke a little. he was going home and I was going to my Texas family. Liz is working in Boston in IT in a pharmaceutical company. They are making drugs for all kinds of diseases. I did not hear CF but did raise the question if they did? She asked why I asked and told a little bit about about why I was going to TX. CF, running, tennis , twins and the Netherlands were a couple keywords that were mentioned.
I know that I have talked some random stuff in my life, but after today I claim that I have never shared randomness, in an almost unbelievable form, after talking with Liz. It may sound negative, how I describe it, but should not be read that way.
It started with the sentence:
“It may sound weird, you may think I am crazy, but I would like to ask you a question?”
In 1994 Liz’ High school had the chance to go to Paris but she did not go. A year later, her mother offered her to go, together with her, to Paris. So they went in June 1995. This is also the month that Roland Garros takes place and the ladies wanted to go there.
In the metro they met two boys, a twin from the Netherlands, which overheard them. They did not mind helping them. After talking to some “market boys” the ladies were able to buy some tickets and the four of them went for the courts.
Well, I do not think I have to elaborate on that. As I am not too strong remembering everything from FOURTEEN YEARS AGO !!!!!!! I will wait for Wednesday until I can share this story with my brother. It does not sound weird to me or that it could not be my brother and me but myself, I cannot remember it in all detail. Liz would sync up with her mother for details, but was also surprised that she dared to share this……… odd story!
Interesting:
Liz talked about two brothers, twins that were playing for the dutch rankings (A tournaments)
Liz mentioned Roland Garros all by herself
I think that it is just an interesting story that I just needed to include in my blog, very funny indeed. At least it made the traveling to New York go VERY fast
Beside this interesting story, it was a plane full of interesting situations. A son around 50, traveling with his mother, hitting on stewardesses and setting up a date in San Diego; another man sharing oranges with the stewardesses, he brought from home; two youngsters drinking absolutely too much and sleep through the flight; three people changing chairs like they were playing musical chair and Ice Age three was not that good. Definitely better than Dog Hotel, the second movie, but it may have been the missing three D effects.
At the moment I am on my way to Lubbock to see my brother who is going to pick me up from the airport. Leslie and little Olaf more than likely will not be there. He needs to sleep And so I will see Leslie at home and the little man tomorrow. I cannot wait to see them, tell the stories and see the reactions.
When I post this message I will be in Texas. I know Sunday will be tennis and Saturday will be the birthday party of the little man. My present though, they will need to wait for till Wednesday
Warm regards from the skies between New York and Lubbock
Ferdinand