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January 12, 2008

Dinner

The boys and I are in Orlando "Bloom" Florida.

Actually, we're in Kissimme, but it's hard work anything to do with an actor into the name.  I guess you could go a little Colin Farrell with Kissimme-ass Florida, but that's a stretch.

We're safe and sound.

Something interesting happened on the first leg of the trip — the flight to Philly.  The stewardess asked me to give her a hand with an overhead compartment door and when the task was done said, "You've taken this flight before ... a couple of months ago."

And I thought for a second and said, "You're right, this past summer." 

It was late July to be exact.

I'm not sure that I knew that the same flight crew worked the same flights for such long periods of time before today.

We went to something called Arabian Nights for dinner this evening. It's a sort of dinner theater with horses. If it isn't odd enough that a stewardess remembered me from a flight this summer, the gal on this horse seems to own the same pair of pants I do.

 

Posted by delmer at January 12, 2008 11:18 PM

Comments

What is with you finding people you (sort of) know, everywhere you travel?? Another incredible super-power maybe?

Posted by: Pen at January 13, 2008 6:00 AM

Have a nice trip! And good luck with getting the boys home. I've been home a day with a daughter who's crying that she wants to move to Florida :)

Posted by: Susie at January 13, 2008 8:40 AM

I didn't know that either, but I guess it makes sense.

Posted by: Jill/Twipply Skwood at January 13, 2008 8:17 PM

What's the weather like, better than Ohio surely?

And do you get to vote in the Florida primaries?

Posted by: Michael at January 14, 2008 8:04 AM

The stewardess remembered you, huh?
Hmmmmmm...
You must have made an impression. Me-ow! ;)

Posted by: diane at January 14, 2008 5:52 PM

If a member of the flight crew "remembered" you from a July flight, she was hitting on you. You're supposed to give her your business card with your home phone on the back (tucked into the $3 you paid for trail mix if you didn't want H, J & S to see).

Posted by: Icy Mt. at January 21, 2008 6:49 PM