Travel day. Wouldn't you know it would be a migraine day!
It may be
caused by the malaria prevention prescription I started taking last
night. If it keeps up I think I'll risk the mosquito bites...
I will never tire of my favorite pastime: watching people. It costs
nothing, you can do it anywhere and almost any time.
When you're waiting for a plane there is little else to do. There is
such a wild assortment of people in an airport.
- The silver haired, dignified couple who talk to each other in
what sounds like Lebanese but kept punctuating their remarks with
English phrases like "So why not?!" and "Makes perfect sense!" and
so on. Why mix languages like that? Why are they going to Frankfurt?
- How 'bout the "unkempt Santa" with long white hair and full
beard? There seems to be one of these guys in every crowd. He's got
the roly-poly belly and would make a perfect Santa Claus except that
I don't think he's showered or combed his hair in a week. His wife
doesn't seem to mind... He can afford a plane ticket but not a comb
- The single ladies and gentlemen in the coffee shops wrapped in their "bubbles"
of privacy. Like I am in mine. I peer out of my bubble and wonder
who's wondering about me.
I love watching people. I hope I don't make them uncomfortable or
that they notice I'm noticing them. The world is full of people whom God
loves. I wonder how many of them know it and love Him back? Sometimes
you can spot someone who knows the Lord, they don't seem so stressed out
as the others.