There may not be a lot of folks like me out there in the world but I am not the only person who went to Trinidad for 36 hours this weekend. The other two that I know of didn’t also go to Tobago, but that’s their loss.
I sat next to a wonderfully friendly woman on the flight down to Port of Spain, Trinidad and we got to talking a bit. I eventually revealed that I was only going to be in the country for the ridiculously short visit. She noted that it really wasn’t enough time but I didn’t think much of it. A few minutes later, as the conversation progressed, I come to find out that she, too, was only going to be in Trinidad for the same 36 hours as I was.
Waiting in the immigration line I started to tell the couple behind me in line of my plans and they were dumbfounded. That was doubled when the woman behind them said that she was also only going to be in town for the same brief stint. I actually ran in to her in the first class cabin on the plane as we were getting ready to head back up to Newark. We ended up talking for the first couple hours of the flight about various trips, exploits and adventures we’ve had. She travels similar to me, squeezing in quick trips where she can between work and other, more pressing responsibilities. I think I may have even convinced her that it is OK to drink before 9am, at least when you’re traveling.
So, yes, I’m rather crazy, especially when it comes to travel. But there are others out there who have a similar problem. Together we can fight the “crazy” stigma that we’ve been tagged with. Cue the pep rally scene from the end of Revenge of the Nerds.
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