Saturday, June 16, 2012

San Diego #1: Musings in the Airport


"Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start" ("Sound of Music").
The airport!

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I would be a fool to not take advantage of this time to journal. The airport is probably the best place to people watch. Better than NYC even, where everyone is in such a hurry they've passed and knocked you over before you've even registered they're there. But here, everyone is waiting for their flight. Taking a business call, sipping an ice coffee, chomping down on a sandwich...

There he sits, chomping down on a sandwich, man-size bites (I wouldn't let him take a bite of my sandwich). Chewing slowly, lettuce too-long dangles in his mouth like spaghetti. He wipes his hand on his back jean pocket, take outs a napkin, and wraps the sandwich like an ice cream cone. He stares down at his sandwich, contemplates it. What is he eating? Something with turkey, maybe. Lettuce, obviously. Some sort of ciabatta bread, I think. He stares at the ground, looks around. He's traveling alone, obviously. Last bite. He gazes at it. Does he really want to finish it? One bite; it's gone. He looks at the mustard-stained napkin somewhat longingly. Remember when that sandwich was still there? He takes out his water, uncaps it. Takes a long swig to wash his mouth. Chips now. Sunchips®, garden salsa...my favorite.

3 comments:

Shelby said...

I LOVE people watching!!! We do it all the time when we go to clinic, LOL. There's many interesting people out there! I'm glad you had fun in San Diego! xo

Megan said...

There are! There's so many characters out there. You never know who will touch your heart, or whose heart you will touch. (I'm obviously not talking about the sandwich guy here, but just in general :P) Thanks, Shelbs! :)

Shelby said...

Hahaha! But yes, so true!!! :)