Airports...

03/09/2010

Quite a few of the posts to this website I have made have been written in airports as I wait to board an airplane or are on an airplane.  It kind of makes me feel as though this is a second home, a place to visit when I need to get out of town.  Thus is the life of a “traveling salesman” and I am not so sure I enjoy it as much as I used to enjoy it.  But then, there are a lot of things I do not enjoy as I used to.  It seems these days my job gets in the way of my personal life more and more each day.

So much for bitching, but there is one thing I totally enjoy about airports – the people.  I love watching people in airports, especially kids and good looking women, but not necessarily in that order.

Kids are a riot.  Sometimes it is hard to get them to warm up.  I find if I catch their eye and look away quickly and then slowly turn my head back to them, they will eventually melt and play the flirting game with me.  I love to watch them smile and get giddy when they laugh.  Most children’s faces light up from ear-to-ear when they smile.  This game doesn’t quite work the same with good-looking woman, but I like to play it anyway.  I love it when they smile, and get more than giddy when they laugh with me and not at me.  The former happens often, the latter only in my dreams.

So pardon me, if you will?  My plane is boarding shortly and I don’t want to miss out on a luxurious ride on a full airplane where I am forced to sit next to someone who smells like a smokestack or a bar stool.  Cynical?  Not!!!  Just having fun on this The Best Day Ever.

And that is all I have to say about that…