More Bus Stop Adventures
Trip Start Jan 05, 2011
16Trip End Jan 05, 2012
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In other words. You can't seek out random encounters, they just have to kind of happen.
And of course, they did. The moment I was least expecting, I sat down next to someone on a bench waiting for the bus, and we started talking about the weather. And how global warming would kill us all. And world domination.
I’ll call him Float, since his dream in life is to wait for the apocalypse then set up a kingdom on the floating island of trash in the Ocean and turn it habitable with mushrooms while living off highly nutritious seaweed. He offered me a job as the live in cook. I said I’d think on it (but of course would have to refuse, for, as you might know, I plan on taking over the world myself, and would only take a lowly position such as that if my plans were to fail miserable. And how could they possibly do that? I am Invincible, MUAHAHAHA).
Anyways, insanity aside, we had a pretty interesting conversation about society, and science and the possible, realistic end of the world. We covered topics such as the destruction of the rainforest, the polar ice caps and, in short, all those things you talk about to get woefully depressed about how idiotic we as humans are.
To try to lighten up the mood I did suggest my wild theory that the octopi, leading an army of warrior chickens and insects would actually destroy us long before we could destroy ourselves (or I could become your megalomaniacal ruler). He said he’d look in to it and might consider not eating squid anymore, just in case.
The best part of all of course, was when we began to talk about travel. He was planning to set off to sail around the world in about half a year or so. We exchanged notes and got in a deep discussion about the Tribe.
If you’re part of it, you know it. It’s that group of like-minded, curious and social individuals who see the world as something beautiful and special and who recognize each other even across a crowded room. We can meet and talk for an hour and feel like the closest of friends. It’s a nice feeling.
We were, we found, both active members.
After a haphazard lunch in the park, and about two hours after we met, we parted ways (with the unavoidable Facebook exchange) and I walked back home.
Who knows, I might run in to Float again in some foreign country, probably on a bus. Or maybe my plane will crash land on his Floating Kingdom. Or maybe we’ll only ever occasionally say hi on Facebook. Ether way, it’s yet another reminder of just how many amazing people there are out there in the world, and how honoured I am to keep meeting them.