grateful encounters.

Frank. 
WDC. 1111 19th St. NW
There were 5 armed security guards scattered around the office.
My bracelets set off the detectors - of course.
I'm always that girl.

"I'ts possible"
That's all I needed to hear - I still couldn't believe it.
Sir, I leave tonight - from JFK, is it really possibly, I can get my passport today!?
"Yes, it's possible!"

I told him I was going to bring him back a gift and that my people are good at giving gifts.
He laughed so hard I could hear him through the protective class as I was walking away.

John.
NYC. Seat 40B
Checking in, I noticed him.
At security, I noticed his skateboard
At the gate, I noticed his sneakers.

On the plane, I noticed he was in my seat.

I triple checked - yup, seat 40B.
Excuse me, I think you're in my seat, I told him.
He showed me his ticket and it also read 40B
"You can sit on my lap"
I laughed. You wish, I said and turned to find a stewardess.

Maybe I'l run in to him in Bali. oh wait, I'll be with my Baba.

Megie. 
Somewhere Above the Pacific. Seat 60A
She had on fake eyelashes and sparkling eyeliner.
She thought Bali was dirty and preferred to stay in air-conditioning rooms.

She kept feeding me because I think she felt bad I had to change seats.
I was in heaven. I also lied and said I was veggie.
Steamed red bean buns.
Rice porridge.

She kept asking me if I wanted a "hambou" - I fried chicken burger.
"Their delicious!" - she was on her second one.
I asked her if she wanted a steamed bun.
She told me her family always gets them during special occasions. They are died pink.
"I see them so much I get headaches"

I am delighted.
I ate four of them.