| | So, I have to say without a doubt that this New Year’s Eve was by far the most odd occurrence I think I have been apart of in who knows how long. Firstly, I must preface this experience with a little background information so one can put the entire unraveling of events in there proper context. Situation: I am attempting to fly back to Washington, key word “Attempting” and I reach Minneapolis-Saint Paul airport at about 10:15 pm which would be fine except that my connecting flight left at 10 and so I am stuck in the airport for the evening on New Year’s Eve. Secondly, nobody is around because surprise most people are smart enough to not try and fly home on New Year’s Eve. So here are the events as follows.
11:00 pm – Sat down and watch the New York ball drop with a small group of airport employees. Some are the ground crew people; others are from the janitorial bunch. This is to say the least comical. I am sitting with people I will never talk to again, but we all are enjoying this odd little moment of community. A bunch of stranded people (in both a figurative and literal sense) who are making the best out of a not so amazing moment which eerily seems like a comparison to life, and yet we still get together and something a positive has come out of this experience.
12:00 – 12:30 am – A mouse has somehow found its way into the “F” terminal. I think he is rather perturbed that I am infringing on his normal activities. However, soon he gets over this minor inconvience and goes about picking up the small crumbs of various food items that haven’t been vacuumed up by the janitors, All in all it appears that this is quite a good evening for him. I can’t help but chuckle, but upon doing so my little friend again perks up his ears in indignation until I quiet myself and he can resume his task.
12:30 – 2:00 am – I am sitting in a little corner and a man decides he desires companionship, or more probably he wants to utilize the electrical outlet that I have discovered. (One would be surprised as how few outlets are present in airports) Then he begins to explain how he can’t get to South Bend, IN. Its not that I’m not sympathetic towards his dilemma, but this guy just couldn’t get over the fact that he could not get there. Lucky for him his flight got out of there at 6:00 am so his insanity wouldn’t have lasted too much longer.
2:00 -4:00 am – I’m not sure how many miles I have just covered but I have now completed walking through the entirety of the airport not once but twice. It has actually been a really refreshing walk. Every now and again I see a fellow stranded individual, though most of them have wisely made some kind of sleeping apparatus to pass the evening hours away. I now feel confident that I know that airport better than some of its employee’s.
5:30 am – I wake up from a uncomfortable and uneasy sleep and before me I see something so strange I think I’m still dreaming. People, yes people are walking through the airport. I don’t know how I got to this point in such a short period of time but I feel as though these people are intruding upon my place. I stumble to my feet and go grab a muffin from Caribou coffee and the day begins to break. It’s been a weird surreal evening, but an interesting adventure nonetheless. I can honestly say this has been the oddest New Year’s celebration to date, but in retrospect not a horrible experience by any stretch of the imagination.
Well, I just had to verbally express this quirky little moment in life. Perhaps even more fascinating was that fact that even a crappy situation can turn into to something enjoyable in its own off-the-wall way. Well till next time folks, hope everyone had an amazing new year’s.
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