Friday, August 22, 2008

meeting people on a plane

As we traveled from Chicago to Hawaii, i sat next to a friar. He was from Ukraine and his English was very good for simple conversation. I wanted to ask him why he chose to wear the robe. I wanted to ask him why he traveled in it. I wanted to ask but his english wasn't ready for something like that. But we helped each other through paper work and baggage claim.

3 comments:

becky said...

how sweet!

kris said...

i truly felt like you there for about 2 hours. I DON"T TALK TO STRANGERS! it must be your bad influence.

Anonymous said...

haha! it's contagious. if it makes you feel better i've had the repeating urge to watch the musical version of Buffy again.

~Becky locked out of her gmail account. :P