I’ve been back from San Antonio for almost 2 weeks and I still haven’t blogged about it. I had planned on doing a single post-San Antone wrap-up, but it’s just not happening. Therefore, I’ll try to post the highlights separately.
First up: the plane ride there!
Believe it or not, I actually DON’T like to talk to people on planes (surprising, I know!). So, when I saw that I was sitting next to this frat-boy type (track pants, Texas A&M pullover), I promptly turned on my iPod and opened a book.
Turns out, this guy *is* a talker and I ended up having a great conversation with him. He owns a software company based in Argentina and was doing some work in Danville. He had spent quite a bit of time in San Antonio and gave me some restaurant tips (which I was unable to use) and I gave him the name of my very fave place in New Orleans.
We talked for the duration of the 3 hour flight about everything—travelling, family, music, college football. He told me all about Argentina and said he writes a blog about his experiences while traveling. In perfect “missed opportunity” fashion, I never asked for the blog address. Or his last name. (Chill your jets, kids, he’s married—this isn’t a love connection).
At one point in the conversation, he asked me what year I graduated from college. He said he graduated in the same year. Here is this guy who owns his own software company, has travelled the world and frequently gets booked as a speaker at conventions and he’s the EXACT SAME AGE as I am.
Eek. Nothing like meeting a stranger on a plane to make you feel like a big ole loser!