Come Fly Away

      The airport is where people from all walks of life come to go to different places. It's crazy how busy the airport gets. What do you think are the odds of finding someone that is local to your neighborhood in a rural airport? I think it is probably a small possibility. 

      Today I was flying home from visiting a college (which, by the way, I thought was amazing.) My parents and I had a connecting flight from RDU to FLL, and our layover was in ATL. So, I was sitting in my seat with my parents on each side of me, and there was a blonde-haired little boy sitting in the row in front of me. He kept turning around, and I smiled at him, waved at him, and made funny faces at him, and each time he would laugh and turn around. This went on for about the fifty-minute flight I had from RDU to ATL. The little boy was very cute, and he was sitting with his sister, who looked a few years older than him, and his parents. Well, the father turned around to see who the little boy was laughing at, and my parents and I started talking to him. The little boy's name was Brent, and today was his second birthday, and his sister's name was Ally, who was seven. So we finished with the small talk as we landed, and said goodbyes and turned on our own paths. 

      After that flight my family had a short layover in ATL, so we stopped at a restaurant on our way to our next gate, and ran to catch our plane. Needless to say, as we were waiting for the plane to board, we saw the same people. We started talking about where they live, and what schools they attend. Crazy how things work, they live right around where my aunt lives. 

      Isn't it odd the people that you meet in airports? What are the odds?