one of the challenges of being here, and something that one simply has to get used to, is people leaving. all the time. last week I went to the airport to drop off a friend, and this week again. but this time it was different... we had fun. lots of fun.
as we reached the airport, we decided to go to McD, grab a bite, hook up his laptop and watch some football. he goes to check in, after about 30 mins I get a call from him - they're going to check through all his handluggage and carry-ons and stuff. so we pack it down, go there and while they're going through all his stuff, we're just standing talking to each other and laughing all the time. they must've thought that we're rather crazy, instead of worrying about what's going on we're just cracking up and having fun. somewhere halfways through all this checking his mom calls to make sure everything's okay, and he hands over the phone to me, having me relay what they're saying to each other. it turned quite interesting when he had to walk away to have his shoes, clothes, belt and stuff checked... I kept on talking :)
the best was yet to come though... since they were going to escort him through the security and everything, there was always a security girl with us, to make sure I didn't give him anything that they hadn't checked. so as we're going to say good bye, he wants to make sure that it's okay for us to hug and say good bye. how he asked could perhaps have been put a bit better though: he turns to the security girl and asks "are we allowed to touch each other?"
at this point, all three of us simply cracked up... I turned around and walked back a few meters, he doubled over, and the security girl was laughing quite a lot too. she gave permission, we hugged, and also asked her to take a picture of us:
as I left, I was smiling and laughing... have never had a better good bye!
as we reached the airport, we decided to go to McD, grab a bite, hook up his laptop and watch some football. he goes to check in, after about 30 mins I get a call from him - they're going to check through all his handluggage and carry-ons and stuff. so we pack it down, go there and while they're going through all his stuff, we're just standing talking to each other and laughing all the time. they must've thought that we're rather crazy, instead of worrying about what's going on we're just cracking up and having fun. somewhere halfways through all this checking his mom calls to make sure everything's okay, and he hands over the phone to me, having me relay what they're saying to each other. it turned quite interesting when he had to walk away to have his shoes, clothes, belt and stuff checked... I kept on talking :)
the best was yet to come though... since they were going to escort him through the security and everything, there was always a security girl with us, to make sure I didn't give him anything that they hadn't checked. so as we're going to say good bye, he wants to make sure that it's okay for us to hug and say good bye. how he asked could perhaps have been put a bit better though: he turns to the security girl and asks "are we allowed to touch each other?"
at this point, all three of us simply cracked up... I turned around and walked back a few meters, he doubled over, and the security girl was laughing quite a lot too. she gave permission, we hugged, and also asked her to take a picture of us:
as I left, I was smiling and laughing... have never had a better good bye!
awww, what a fun story! sounds like a great farewell and sendoff to me!! :)
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