Late for your plane? Try this
I caught sight of him and my heart sank. I had about twenty seconds to decide whether or not I could hide – then realised that there was no way.
I bloody LOVE airports. Sometimes, after I land (especially in a UK airport), I just hang around for a bit, to soak up the atmosphere.
“Hey, you!!” My friend Talib waved, from three rows ahead of me on the plane. “Are you going to WDS??”
World Domination Summit is a yearly conference in Portland, where several thousand do-gooders getting together to make the world a better place. I go every year – and am now the conference’s Storytelling Coach.
“I am!” I said, waving back. “Let’s chat when we get to Calgary!”
I’d met Talib a few times before and really liked him. He’s smart, articulate, funny, and it’s always a nice change to find a man working in my very woman-heavy field, of coaching and personal growth.
But I love travelling alone. LOVE. And I worried that, him being here was going to cut into my special airplane solo time.
Five hours later…
