“The use of traveling is to regulate imagination by reality,

and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.”

– Samuel Johnson

Lingering fun but time to pack and head back to the world of responsibility, deadlines and reality.  I made an ankle bracelet for a friend today proving to myself that creative time can occur here, there and everywhere.

Another creative moment blossomed at the airport ticket counter.  As I stood there alongside a complete stranger, bound for New York, we were both faced with the same disappointment facing an unplanned extension to our respective trips (cancelled flights).  They offered to send all of the affected travelers to nearby hotels.  My solution came in the form of quick collaboration with my ticket counter neighbor, a New York nanny.

They mentioned we could make the two-hour drive through the mountains if we left Asheville immediately. We scrambled to pool our cash and rent a vehicle (there was no time to fully analyze the decision).  I drove and she navigated.  We enjoyed the majestic views and marveled at the purple sunset.  We chatted about our first visits to places like Flat Rock and Shelby along the route of this little impromptu road trip.   We talked about our dreams and favorite movies (yes, we discussed Due Date, a comedy based on two random strangers sharing a ride from Atlanta to Los Angeles).  We calculated our gate arrival times counting down the 125 miles separating the two airports.  And oddly enough… we talked about gratitude.  I told her about my new Thursday tradition of trying to carve out moments of gratitude.  We shared what we were most thankful for at this moment.  I explained that I was thankful for the people I met along the way on this trip.  The magic of meeting new people and connecting. I love that awkward unfamiliarity melts away as new friends share their story.  We made it to Charlotte Douglas International Airport and headed to separate gates.