It's that time of the year again. The annual trip to NYC to see the city all lit up for the holidays. After a fantastic day we headed to Penn Station for the bus trip home. My friend Julie really, really wanted to sit at the cafe table on the bus. This way the three of us could sit as a group and chat. Perfect...until she got on the bus and noticed a girl sitting at the table. Oh no! Well Julie being Julie asked the girl if we could sit with her. Next thing you we are making new friends.
You might be wondering at this point why I am writing a blog about meeting a stranger on the bus ride from NYC to Boston. Well its because a funny thing happened.
As the bus headed uptown to the highway the chit chat began. Where are you from, what were doing in the city. Then Julie mentioned my upcoming trip to Costa Rica and everything changed. Our new friend had not only been there, but she lived in the area where I was going. After chatting for a while about the area where I will be visiting she mentioned Thailand. Bingo...another place I had also traveled to and we were able to chat about that for a bit too. After a while the chit chat turned to future trips and she mentioned that she was leaving for Kenya at the start of the new year. Really? Why? Because her boyfriend dumped her and she was "running away".
It was at that moment that my Ah-Ha moment happened. Here I am on a bus to Boston with a 26 year old, incredibly pretty and stylish stranger and I have just realized we have something major in common. It was just last year that I was jumping on a plane to Puerto Rico because I was finally realizing that my ex was never going to be mine again. The very thought of running into him on NY Eve was too much to handle so I got the hell out of dodge. At the time I thought I was the only one who did such irrational things like that. I this to my new friend and told her that I am still single and dating my passport. Well that was the ice breaker right there. Suddenly we were telling our breakup stories and talking about the places we have been and want to go. It was at that point that I realized that I am not crazy, just human.
It was somewhat comforting to know that at that moment I had something in common with this young, pretty person who in real life I would never have even spoken to. Its funny that we all feel the need to run away and lick our wounds when the person we love moves onto to someone else. Maybe thet travel sites need to tap into this new craze and offer deals for single women who just need to get away!
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