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I think of my dad and how he was so upset about that transfer flight in Barcelona. And how that ended up being the biggest blessing of his life. Maybe this is just my symbolic flight transfer.
“Shall I put on some coffee?” she asks. “I called into work today.”
I bite my lower lip. “Sure. Let the villain era begin.”
For some reason in that moment, Jack Wellington comes to mind. That man was chock full of villain energy.
I need to channel that.
“So which bikinis are you packing for Costa Rica?” Nora asks.
“All of them, I guess.”
“Just don’t forget the blue one. You look good in blue.”
2
AMELIA
Afew weeks later, I’m on a plane from Chicago to San Jose, Costa Rica, watching a lovely sunrise come up through the clouds. Something about the heavenly view on a plane always fills me with awe.
The last trip I took out of the country was five years ago, before I started my current job.
I mean,my old job. I have to keep reminding myself.
Before my father was gone, he would tell me that bad things come in threes.
I don’t know if that’s really true.
But after a breakup and getting fired, I’m on guard for one more ugly surprise this winter.
The plane lands and we deboard.
“Name?” the passport agent asks me.
“Amelia Hansen.”
He ticks off a box then looks at me again.
“What’s the purpose of your travel?”
“To forget who the hell I am and become someone completely new.”
The man furrows his brow confusedly. “Eh, pardon?”
“I’m going on a yoga retreat,” I sigh, rephrasing.
Not quite as fun sounding as a whole personal transformation, but it’s more concrete. I suppose the agent isn’t interested in the existential crisis I’m having.
“Ah, yes. Yoga. Okay. Please proceed.”
I nod and take back my passport. When you’re trying to change, it makes people uncomfortable. People don’t like change.
I’m evidence number one for that. I hate change.
But after a tough year, I’m ready to adopt a new avatar.
I pick up my bags, but I don’t see the surfboard I bought.
