We all have places where we know we’re almost certainly going to bump into someone we know. For some readers, it’s the MCC, or Collin’s Street, or Central Park.
For Ky, and to a lesser me, Auckland Airport is a happy hunting ground. While we had no luck this time, by God’s good graces we sat in front of an old school friend, Rhys D.
We swapped stories about our lives – Rhys has just had his first child – and it made the experience on my least favourite airplane a whole lot more pleasant.
Like all working dads with a free moment, he swiftly nodded off, but a serendipitous moment nonetheless.