This past weekend, I went to catch up with an old colleague who was in town on an overnight layover. I went up to the airport hotel he was staying at to have drinks in the bar. This guy travels for work quite a bit, so I’m meeting up with him at that same hotel, at that same bar about twice a year. He doesn’t read my blog (shame on him), so I get to tell him 6 months worth of FitDarcie Epics every time I see him. One of my favorite things about this guy, is that he doesn’t feel sorry for me, like some assholes out there, nor does he try to offer me advice. I hate it when people offer me unsolicited advice, usually because I am way smarter than them. He just listens to my stories.

Every time I go, I usually end up captivating everyone at the bar with my tales and dating woes. This time, I had one extremelly drunken fan repeat over and over again that he would treat me so well if he were my boyfriend. I was flattered, but he was insanely annoying.

Something occurred to me while I was there…everyone at the bar was there to meet a stranger. This was an airport hotel, so everyone in the hotel was in town for a brief period of time, but didn’t want to go straight to bed. They all want a bit of conversation before going to bed alone. What a perfect place to hang out! I’ve always thought I should hang out at bars near airports to meet pilots, but meeting other individuals never occurred to me. I’m not big into one-night stands, that’s not what I’m getting at…but what about having 10 boyfriends in 10 cities? If I could find the type that travel often, I’d be seeing him once every month or so…no stress.

The downside is having to stay sober for the drive home. But wait! That problem is solved by being in a hotel! I could just get a room for the night. If it gets to be too expensive, I could always sleep off a buzz in the airport; that’s probably the only place in the world where’s it socially acceptable to sleep on a bench.

Once again, I proven I am genius.

Tags: airport hotels, dating travelling, hook ups