Friends,
Travel puts you in a surreal state of mind where the implausible feels possible and you’re more likely to accept things on face value.It often starts with that late night drive where nothing’s on the radio, so you settle for BBC news and their GMT off-color banter about an Australian surfer being killed by a shark … nudge, nudge, say no more.
That sets the tone for the audio hallucinations to follow. You hear the announcement that boarding has started at gate “Amen” (actually A9). So you say a prayer and get in line. Once aboard, the flight attendant instructs passengers: “destroy” your carry on bag… (actually “to stow”).
By the time you land at a far away airport in an exotic destination, you’re so desensitized, the presence of a Dunkin’ feels normal. You buy an overpriced stale donut and reach for your carry on bag. Never mind, you destroyed it.
Happy Good Friday!

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