Hurricane Irene

 

Strangers on the Plane

I'm in 8A, 8B is empty, 8C strikes a conversation."Where are you from in Haiti?" "How long have you lived in the US?" "How long is your trip?" Simple passenger "get to know". After a few answered questions, 8C feels we're no longer strangers.

"Are you married?"
"Happily."
"To a Haitian man?"
"No."
"Why not?"
...sigh
"Is it strange he doesn't share your culture?"
"Absolutely not."

...minutes pass

"So do you have a number I could reach you at?"
"Absolutely not."

8B is empty.

Delayed

A 9:15 flight has turned into a "God knows when" flight. We've been sitting ducks on the plane for the past hr and half. With tropical storm Emily looming about, hopefully we get to fly today.