Bumping Into The Past

I was so tired when we landed two hours more at Honolulu, before the onward flight departs Vancouver, I can hardly wait. An argument now with the barman the whiskey was a blend of sorts and not what I would always drink welcome to cheats, they own Hawaii. I turned and stared at what appeared behind the counter CP Air and lightning struck, that's how it felt I had to know her, it was life. And in a moment we were laughing, she had commanded in the past the desk of Frankfurt's ancient uni and now she flew the freedom skies. I was upgraded to first class, and watched her splendidly round ass as she came cruising many times with twenty year old Bourbon Whiskey. We talked about the very smallness of our big world where people bump into each other and remember old times that need to be refreshed. It was a real act of kindness I stretched back in the first class chair and when we landed in Vancouver I met her husband, and the kids.