Someone has Got It Going On

The passengers I sat with on my flight back were much better than the first two. I actually was amazed at their conversation.

The two were actually not together before the flight started. I got the aisle seat--thank goodness. I like either an aisle seat or the window seat. I prefer the aisle seat since I like to stretch and I also like to relax towards the aisle so as not to lean on some stranger, or fall asleep on someone's shoulders.

Some pretty hot chick had the middle seat. She was fidgeting with her iPod. She said hello as I sat down and told me she had taken the pillow from my seat because her seat didn't have one (and neither did the window seat). In her apology, I detected a European accent. Of course I said it was okay. She was first of all a chick (and I pride myself on being chivalrous) and secondly she was a HOT European chick!!!! Not only hot but she was polite. I could tell by the way she talked to some of her friends on the phone and the way she used her please and thank yous to the stewardess.

At the last minute a guy excused himself and made his way towards our window seat. He sat down, eyed the hot European chicks iPod and said "Is there any Hasslehoff in there?". He said it with a grin, and I know he had heard her accent, thus prompting the question. The mention of Hasslehoff immediately made me miss Mr. Shifely. But every now and then Mr. Shifely does update his blog with some Hoff sitings. Anyway, the girl laughed and said "No Way". And so began their amazing conversation.

First off as they engaged in more heavy conversation, I could feel the guy peer over at me reading my book. He asked if I was bothered by them. Since their volumes were just above a whisper and because he asked, I told him no. I wanted to say that I was actually amused that the level had gone beyond the typical weather ramgling-plane seat-between-two-strangers conversation. He said to let him know when I was being inconvenienced.

In between chapters, I caught tidbits of their conversation. They talked about European politics vs United States government. They talked about their best friends and other countries they had visited. He talked about someone he had recently broke up with and she talked about a long distance relationship that didn't work out because of the ocean in between.

I fell asleep because it was the red eye flight. I woke up because of turbulance. I could hear them still whispering to each other. The pillow and blanket that the chick had asked me for was now covering me and the pillow tucked beneath my head. I found it amazing that after three hours they were still engaged in conversation.

When we finally landed on the east coast, I thanked her for putting the blanket on me. She told me that I looked cold and it was no problem. He said he hoped that they didn't keep me up.

As the plane started to taxi, he asked her for a cell number, which she gave. She asked him for his and he said he had written his already in the book she was going to read. She smiled.

I heard him whisper, it's going to be amazing going on our second date. She asked when did they go on their first. He said the night before.

I can't make this shit up!!! Opinions? I liked it and thought it very Lifetime Television for Women/Meg Ryan in the 90's.