Unknown Person

Travel is odd. If you travel much you know exactly what I mean. It's unpredictable. It can be tense. And, every landing feels euphoric. But, there's a whole 'other' thing about traveling that you don't see.  

Here's a great example. It's 1:00 a.m. The hotel clerk puts me in a room close to my 'event' room so that in the morning I won't have to walk far (there's acres and acres of property). 

Here's another great example. The server at the hotel dining room has a table of 16 waiting to order, but comes over to me, leans down and whispers, "Give me your order so you don't wait." 

I have become aware of the whole 'other' thing and how unknown people have such an impact on one's life. I've got to admit, though, there's been more than once that it totally freaked me out. 

I think a big contributor to this phenomena is how we treat others. In other words, what we give out. When an unknown person feels respected by you, regardless of what they do, where they work, or how much money they make, they will attempt to live up to your expectations (as best they can). 

See the photo below? That's one of my favorite servers, at my favorite eatery, at my favorite airport, who could be considered an unknown person. I'm always excited to grab an open seat, eat while I wait for my next flight, and watch her tear it up. (This is the look she gives her staff when they mess with her. She's the manager.)

Even though I don't really know her, she somehow always make my travel better. And when I finally board the last leg of my flight home at midnight, I take the good vibe I got from her with me. A wonderful unknown person.

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