met someone interesting on a plane
Jun. 22nd, 2006 03:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
indigo_rose99Normally, I do not speak to my fellow passengers. Trying to deny my claustrophobia and hatred of being so very close to so many other people. I realize recently that it is easier for me to talk to women than men. Yay, single-sex college education! At least I can speak comfortably with my own gender.
This woman, I noticed her before we boarded the plane. She looked a bit out of place in the RDU airport. She would look normal in my city, so I figured that she was getting on the plane with me. I was right, and she was my seatmate. She had loose linen cream pants, a black loose tank top, a fring-covered bag, and dreadlocks. She looked really comfortable. Even more so than my jeanclad self.
I noticed when she put away her boarding pass that she had her US passport wrapped around it. People traveling in the US generally do it via a drivers license for ID. Only international travelers typically pull out a passport. So, channeling my more social friends, I asked where she had been. "Everywhere," she said, "mostly around Eastern Europe." I asked her about her most favorite countries. Poland was her strangest answer, though the list was longer. She had no list of countries she didn't like.
She was returning home after 10 months. She said she didn't want to return, but had to. I didn't ask why. She was a bit nervous. Changes in her... She was a bit nervous about how her parents would take the dreadlocks, though she had sent them pictures to pave the way. She hadn't told them about her latest tattoo.
She looked... well traveled. And comfortable with it. Like she went looking for something, and found it.
This woman, I noticed her before we boarded the plane. She looked a bit out of place in the RDU airport. She would look normal in my city, so I figured that she was getting on the plane with me. I was right, and she was my seatmate. She had loose linen cream pants, a black loose tank top, a fring-covered bag, and dreadlocks. She looked really comfortable. Even more so than my jeanclad self.
I noticed when she put away her boarding pass that she had her US passport wrapped around it. People traveling in the US generally do it via a drivers license for ID. Only international travelers typically pull out a passport. So, channeling my more social friends, I asked where she had been. "Everywhere," she said, "mostly around Eastern Europe." I asked her about her most favorite countries. Poland was her strangest answer, though the list was longer. She had no list of countries she didn't like.
She was returning home after 10 months. She said she didn't want to return, but had to. I didn't ask why. She was a bit nervous. Changes in her... She was a bit nervous about how her parents would take the dreadlocks, though she had sent them pictures to pave the way. She hadn't told them about her latest tattoo.
She looked... well traveled. And comfortable with it. Like she went looking for something, and found it.
