Airport: In DFW, a man introduced himself to me as he saw me putting away my Mac. He wanted to know how the computer run, because he was looking into buying one himself. Of course, I had many great things to say. I also got to learn about him, a geologist, on his way to the Arctic Circle for a cruise and hoping to see some polar bears. He shared with me his other adventures, as he and his wife enjoy taking the National Geographic tours. One of them just so happened to be to Ushaia, you know, the southernmost city in the world. In Argentina. :)
Taxi: My driver was from Punjab. But as I have run into several other Indians in NYC, I'm starting to wonder if they just give that address because it's one of the easiest to say. Any way, he had turned on NPR which was discussing the Proposition 8 issue. He scoffed. So I asked him why, and he went into a rant about his homophobia. Interesting.
Empire 1: State building that is. Rode up the elevator with a couple from Holland. They shared with me some places to go, and were shocked when I told them I was going so I could talk with people about Jesus. Unfortunately, the elevator ride ended before I could continue.
Empire 2: I got a name this time--Tajmil. I was trying to figure out where the old Woolworth building was so naturally I asked one of the workers. Little did I know that he knew everything there was to know about the buildings and their history. (Duh, he works there!) Any way, he was also very kind, and I'm thinking was wanting to meet up sometime later as he kept shoo-ing away his fellow workers who wanted something from him. Too bad he actually had to go eventually.
Flatiron: It started raining, and as the India independence party was close by, some older gentlemen asked if they could share the umbrella that went over my table. Of course! I told them, and then they continued conversing without me. It was not too big of a deal, but it was lovely to hear Hindi again, and to catch a few sounds.
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