Sunday, June 20, 2010

Mi Viaje; Part I

I had a great experience on my way here to BAQ. I'll probably take 2 posts to recount it, just to keep this blog simple and episodic.

We start in Houston Airport (I started in Sacramento, but I'll spare you the details of my delays and layovers).

Houston was my shortest layover on my entire series of flights. This is due to the fact that, in the interest of saving money, I booked my flights in 3 seperate legs: SAC to Las Vegas; Vegas, Houston, Bogotá; and Bogotá to Barranquilla.

As I came to the waiting area at the gate for my flight to Bogotá, I noticed two boys, dressed in white collared shirts and sweatervests, sitting at the far end of the waiting area. They looked to be in their late teens. I had to charge my electronics so I went to the power outlets by them.

"Bogotá, huh?", I said, feigning familiarity with international travel.
The boys darted glances at eachother which I at first interpreted to be surprise at being spoken to. One of them turned to look out the window and the other nodded in the affirmative before he turning away as well. I forgave them for not giving me the benefit of the doubt, and overlooking my ineptitude as a conversationalist. I guess they didn't want to talk. Oh well, at least we established that we were all certain that we were at the correct gate for a scheduled departure to a place called Bogotá.

A little while later the more communicative of the two came over to plug in his phone. I decided to try again.
"...What's in Colombia?" Now he seemed positively distressed as he looked back at his buddy, who offered no support.
"well... His uncle lives there...."
"ah. Cool."
He made a hasty retreat. I decided not to bother them any more.

A bit later, his phone started ringing so I pointed to it and said "phone's ringing". He grimmaced and came over for it. He picked it up and read the screen intently; it rang on. His face contorted more with each ring, after 5 or 6, it stopped and he put it down.
As the last hour or so of our wait went on, this happened a few times more. It seemed like they were taking turns rejecting the calls.

I came to the conclusion that they were running away.

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