In my travel day filled with problems - a puking child, a broken metro train, a missed flight, a different airport, no internet, no smartphone, no lunch, no time, no space (in luggage), I met this fate. There I was, standing in the uncomfortable space of frustration, suffocated by the clarity of her words, "No. The flight is closed. There is no other flight today", and I was momentarily unable to formulate thoughts with any sort of clarity of my own.Despite the few seconds of panic which undoubtedly washed over my face and hands as I fumbled for any phone, I recognized a choice. I might have normally let it get the best of me (and maybe even me try to get the best of her on a bad day). But this time, I chose to stay clear, to trust in something else that I could not yet see, and to laugh at the chain of events in my day as 'real life'.
With a little help from my Robert, my taxi, my new airport, and my new flight, I still said goodbye Parigi, hello Italy, hello life - by nightfall. It's still very good to see you today.
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