Where Are You Going?

I recently took 8 flights. That’s 8, as in: E-I-G-H-T. This time, I managed to make every connection. Thank you. Thank you very much.

Also, on every one of these flights, I wondered where all the people were going. Seriously! Why are all these people flying to Oregon the first week in December? Why are you leaving Victoria, British Columbia on a Friday? These questions plagued me.

Another mystery that plagues me is where everyone on the highway is going in the middle of the day. Doesn’t anyone work in a cubicle from 9 to 5 anymore? Where are they all headed?! Where?!? WHERE?!?!?!?

The good news is, on a plane, all you have to do is ask! Now, I’m not one of those socially inept people who traps someone and talks and talks and talks when my seat mate doesn’t want to. No way! I get it. I’m almost 50 years old and I appreciate people’s differences. Some people just don’t want to talk to an adorable woman who is incredibly curious about their lives. Those people are complete fucking losers.*

The good news for me is that most people enjoy talking about their lives and I can tell you this: the 300 pound man from Washington, D.C. was leaving Victoria on a Friday because he just got a new job at <can’t remember> and their North American headquarters is in Victoria. Cool!

The semi-retired British man was coming back from Vegas, where he was teaching <topic I can’t remember> because he’s a world expert on the subject. Interesting!

The handsome man flying to Oregon was going to visit his son, daughter-in-law and grandkids for the weekend. Ha ha. That was my dad, suckahs! I asked him so many questions about his life, I think that guy just wanted me to shut up.**

*not really


This is not a picture from my travels. This is a picture of my family that cracks me up. In case you are wondering: right after this picture was taken, we went to see Star Wars.


8 thoughts on “Where Are You Going?

  1. I ALWAYS wonder why the roads are so crowded during the day and find it curious that I never know anyone at the airport or train station when I’m coming or going to the city I’ve lived almost all of my life. and BTW…I just LOVED the newest Star Wars.

  2. It drives my kids crazy, but I talk to anyone who appears approachable. And even when they don’t. HAHA! You never know what kind of wonderful person you’re going to meet, and it gives me someone to make fun of later when I meet a rotten crab apple. I marvel at the amount of travel toward family at Christmas, when family is what keeps us grounded in Cinci. I drove a whole 20 minutes to reach my farthest destination. My life is FASCINATING!

      1. Yes! I agree with that. And, I’m one of those people on the road at 2pm avoiding the evening and weekend warriors out on the road. :) I do this on PURPOSE.

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