I don’t know what it is or what it means, but recently I have had really bad luck with flight delays. Last night, I had a flight from Barcelona at 8:30pm, expecting to land in Madrid around 9:30pm. But with my luck, there was an electrical storm in Madrid that forced the authorities to shut down the airport for three hours. The result was that my flight left Barcelona at 1:00am, and I arrived in Madrid at 2:15am. If that’s not bad enough, it took me another hour and a half in the taxi line to get back home. I finally got to bed at 4:00am.
Yes, there is a point to this. During my extended delays, I had little else to do but to watch people. And my conclusion was something like The Smiths‘ song “Some Girls are Bigger than Others.”
As a matter of fact, this is something that has always fascinated me. Whenever I have nothing to do but wait, I always people watch (generally women), and I am always amazed how different people are physically. And that’s what I did and that’s what I thought while being delayed on both legs of my trip to Barcelona and on Sunday while walking down the Ramblas to meet up with Rose Superstar.
I noticed that not only are some girls bigger than others, but they come in so many different shapes and sizes and combinations of all of these. Some are tall and some are short. Some have long waists and short legs, and some have long legs and no waists. Some have curves, some have none. What is particularly fun to watch are mothers and daughters, especially when you can tell by their body types that they are related. You can see how the daughter will grow, over time, into her mother’s body. It not just marriage that is “for better or for worse.”
The nice thing is that all of these differences are what keeps our lives from being incredibly dull and boring.