What a day for a daydream.
What a day for a daydreaming boy ...
Again, nothing spectacular to write about. We were up early to catch Wheeltrans to the airport for our flight to California. It was a balmy morning with only a wee bit of brisk in the air, so we sat outside with our luggage and waited for the bus. It arrived about 5 minutes early and the driver was a charming and gentle woman who got us in carefully and then we were off. As she deposited us on the sidewalk outside the terminal both Joe and I looked at each other and said at the same time, "What a lovely woman."
As it happened we were dropped off a few doors down from the 'official' disabled drop off because it was jam-packed with taxis - thus we were just straight across from the Air Canada Special Assistance check in booth. The woman there was terrifically helpful and the guy who came to get me was a little older than us, a great wit and we all laughed right through the security gates. There I was picked up by another staffer who zoomed me along to the gate.
Again, everyone was lovely.
On the plane they organized things so that Joe and I had a seat between us and our flight was long but comfortable. Arriving a tiny woman was there with a wheelchair to get me to the luggage and then up to the rental car. She and Joe worked it out and then we were getting the car from a laughing woman who thought everything that we said was comic genius.
Hungry, we stopped at the nearest IHOP and were served by a woman who's name tagged anounced her as a Suzie. The name fit and she seemed to be on top of the world enjoying her work taking orders and bringing food. Both Joe and I realized that we weren't really tired from the travel. It was as if we were buoyed up by everyone else's spirit.
Like everyone in the world decided that it was a 'be kind to others' day. I found my self smiling at everyone, being cheery with a haggard hotel clerk, understanding with a problem with the room. Joe decided that he wanted to walk down to the ocean, I decided that I didn't. We both had a lovely hour, together but apart, apart but together.
Even this morning, after dealing with a computer connection that didn't work in my room. A late blog. A poor sleep. I'm still in a wonderfully happy mood.
Because attitude is contageous. I've come down with an upbeat mood. Caught from a bunch of people who were just happy to be alive, happy to do what they were doing ...
So I hope you catch what I've got ...
And I hope you pass it along.