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It
was mid-June and I was heading down to Orlando for a business conference. Not by
any means was this a trip I was anticipating, since I had just gotten my 1999
Chevy Blazer the day before. Anyhow, it'd only be the second time I'd traveled
alone, so I was a bit anxious to reach my destination...
My flight left Philly around 8pm, forty minutes later than planned. Heavy rain
had delayed our departure. Upon arrival in Orlando, I found my way to the
shuttle counter and handed in my round trip pass. I then waited, somewhat
impatiently, for my shuttle to arrive. I found it odd that one minute there'd be
no one around and the next there'd be a family who'd just show up and walk onto
their shuttle. "Geesh," I thought! When would mine arrive?...
Finally, after waiting a few more minutes with nobody around except the man who
shouts out the shuttle numbers, it arrived. Number 53!! I was psyched! So, being
the only one around, my driver took my luggage immediately and I hopped into one
of the long seats behind a burly middle-aged man and an older, more slender man.
Of course, it took a couple more minutes before the shuttle actually left. But
not before this guy hustled to catch it. He seemed to come out of no where, so
when he quickly slid next to me, I thought "Wow!" He had just made
it...thankfully.
He asked me how it was going and we began to make some small conversation. I
found out where he was from and what he was doing in Orlando. We talked about
our jobs, our families, and other things. While we were talking I noticed that
he had to be tall because he sat up higher than I did. Me, being 5'10", always
my eye out for taller men. It didn't hurt that he had beautiful blue eyes as
well! Anyhow, I found out he was from Cincinnati but had moved to Chicago a few
years ago after he graduated from college. He was meeting his family for
vacation, while I was meeting some of my co-workers for a Broadcast Cable
Financial Management conference. The total ride was about twenty minutes and in
that time, we had found out a lot about each other. We laughed a lot...
My hotel was the first stop. Once we arrived I introduced myself, as did he, and
we shook hands. Then he got off the shuttle, so I could get out. It was then
when I realized that I just had to see him again...He was tall, handsome, and
had the greatest smile I had ever seen...what more could I want? Not only that,
I also felt totally comfortable with him right away. There was no hesitation to
chat with him and find out what he was all about. And that was a good thing! So,
we shook hands again and said goodbye, but not before I had offered him my
business card and suggested to him that we send each other an email from time to
time. He responded by giving me his in return. "Great!" I thought! He then
returned to his seat on the shuttle and was off...
The next day I mentioned to some co-workers that I had met this great guy on the
shuttle and wanted to see if I could get in touch with him to possibly hang out
that Friday night. It was then that I took action...which was, until that point,
totally out of character for shy little me.
Something told me it was worth it...The next day I called the front desk of my
hotel to get the number of the resort he was staying in. Once I got that
information I called his hotel and asked for him, knowing that the room would
surely not be under his name, but probably a relative. I was right, but got
patched through promptly. A girl answered the phone when I called. After asking
for him, I was told he was at Epcot, so I told her my name and that I had met
him on the shuttle the day before. Imagine my excitement, when she told me that
he had mentioned that he had met me! I couldn't believe it. I immediately became
more comfortable because now I figured that he'd be happy to hear that Megan,
"the girl from the shuttle" had called. I left my hotel phone number and crossed
my fingers that he'd call. It only helped that my co-workers and I had a late
night out at the hotel club, so I had something else to do, rather that wait for
the phone to ring...
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