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Showing Original Post only (View all)I must really be looking old and wrecked tonight. [View all]
I'm at the airport and checked in early, stopped for a vastly overpriced beer after getting through security, mostly because I needed to sit to rest my bad back and hip.
I went to the gate on my boarding pass only to find the flight there was to Chicago whereas I'm going to Boston. The gate changed from concourse B to concourse A.
It was quite a walk, and the pain started rising, but I would have made it with a few sitting stops. Then one of those shuttle cart drivers took a look at me and invited me to get on. She drove me to the gate. When I got there, all the seats were full, but a nice young man offered me his.
On one level the kindness is thrilling; on another I wonder how terrible I look.
The days when I could sprint across airports for connections are over.
I am happy to have lived a long time and if the price is a little manageable pain mixed with human kindness, well I'm a lucky guy.
Happily I don't have to travel as much as in younger days.
