Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Making Up for Lost Time

That title could be the title of my autobiography.

So after not writing for the last week or so- here I am going for it twice in one day.

I am sitting at the kitchen table of my sweet and generous hosts Kasey and Lindsay in their quaint apartment in Fort Collins, CO. All went smoothly with travel. In fact, there were several instances of serendipity along the way. When Joel dropped me off at the airport this morning at 4 am (what a friend, eh?) I walked in through the joke of a security check that it is at Spokane International (which is another joke) and went straight for Starbucks. Yes Starbucks. So I'm sitting sipping my coffee and I look up and see this girl who I instantly knew I knew. It was my old college friend Jen Redding's younger sister Kimberly. Too funny.

We sat down and caught each other up on our families and laughed at the funny fickle hand of fate. I asked her what flight she was on, and, of course, she was on the same flight as me. I asked her where she was sitting, figuring that we'd part ways upon boarding in that sort of "nice chatting with you" kinda way. I was 17C and she 17B. Perfect. As we sat down and really got into it, she was flying to Rome today! Amazing. We talked about dreams, tattoos, love, and religion- we got it all in. It was delightful to chat with her.

Then, when I got off the plane in Seattle and on to the flight to Denver, I sat down next to another PLU connection. We had mutual friends at PLU and we did PLU talk during the descent into Denver. Pretty funny.

The ride up here to Fort Collins was pleasantly sans people; just mountains, open sky, and intermittent naps. Took about 2 hours total elapsed time to get here. And when I finally got here I was so ready to be outside walking around, that I found a map of Fort Collins and started walking toward the New Belgium brewery (I may have mentioned this in my previous post). I think my post quality has experienced a significant dip!? I apologize to those of you willing to read these ramblings.

Anyhow, my ride is here.

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