At the Airport

Pin It I always find it interesting to watch the people who are around me. There always seems to be such a huge variety of of them when you're at the airport; a veritable smorgasbord of ethnicities, ages, styles, and attitudes. Sometimes I wonder about their stories. For instance, take the Asian woman waiting alone wearing the Lucy-Lu sunglasses and sporting the pink bag. There’s also the man hovering over his laptop with the makeshift antennae—one that MacGyver would most certainly be proud of. Or even the creepy-looking older man who I’d noticed was staring at me until I glanced in his direction—and who then looked away.

Each of these people around me has an entire lifetime of experiences and moments. Each of them has a story inside of them - and all of these are different. And yet, here we are, hundreds of individual people who will soon be sharing the common a event of traveling to someplace other than right here where we are.

Funny how something like this makes me feel just a bit closer to some of these folks—the creepy man? No, not him.

Did I mention that I was frisked when I passed though security? The first time this happened wasn’t too long after 9-11, and airport security was at the zenith of its operations. To shake off my embarrassment that day I joked; I said that I usually didn’t win contests, and I felt that I was the lucky winner that particular day. Oh, if only everyone in line were as lucky as I was.

The funny thing was, I really didn’t feel that way at first, but after joking about it, I suddenly realized that attitude was indeed everything and I really did feel like a winner. Attitude helped again this time, too.

You see, I won again today.

Hot

Pin It I think this photo sums up nicely what it is like here in Hurricane, Utah. I am wondering if I'll even want to head out deep into the desert...probably not, after all, I'm pretty sure I saw a person melt today. All I know is one minute they were there, the next there was this blotchy puddle with burning clothes in it. By the way, when I say ‘hot’ I’m referring solely to temperature...not my physical appearance.


Tomorrow morning (before sunrises) I'm headed up to a ghost town, as well as Kolob Canyon. I plan to be gone the whole day, however, I will merely do what I feel tomorrow. Today was a day like this, and though I took several photos, attended a birthday celebration, and had a fun time visiting with friends, I also took a nap (something I haven't done in a long time) and slept away12 of the last 24 hours.


I guess it was sorely needed.

Did I mention that it is hot here?

Leaving

Pin It I have decided to leave.

Where am I going?

I don’t know.

When will I be back?

Not sure of that just yet.

Will I blog while I am gone?

Probably, provided that there is Internet access where it is I end up going. If it’s out in the desert, probably not. If it is in Hurricane, Utah, it would be undoubtedly so.

Until then…

Z

Windows open and music on

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I drove to work today. As I did, I cranked Avril Lavigne’s song, “My World,” on the stereo. It was a good driving song…the type you listen to with the windows down, and the wind blowing in your face.

I also recommend “Dancing in the Moonlight” by the Baha Men.

However, Barry Manilow just won’t quite cut it.