Life On Standby

Waiting is the hardest part.

I have crisscrossed the country in the last three weeks, first by car and then by plane. The anticipation of getting somewhere is part and parcel of traveling, almost to the point it becomes a companion on the journey.

I’ve met a person or two that willingly chooses to fly standby as much as possible.

Many years ago, I was told the cost savings was such that travelers are able to fly more often by accepting the inconvenience of wondering if a seat will open up–something of an urban legend, I guess. Instead of being guaranteed a spot, they would stand off to the side hoping for an opportunity.

This seems to me a recipe for going nowhere.

It’s tempting to hang around looking for a chance, as we are all told “the best things come to those who wait”. The problem is, the most incredible openings are often disguised as small windows.

Focused on the wide open door we think we need, the big moment passes us by.

Before long, life becomes a string of “could have beens” and “if onlys”, missed flights of fancy and wishful thinking remain because everyone else took off.

Adventure beckons.

All we have to do is buy a ticket and take a seat.


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