Meet up with Mikal
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It is pretty exciting when you finally get to meet someone that you have been communicating with for the past few months. I finally got to meet Grant. Yeah, we both know each other better by our middle names, me Britt and he, Grant.
This Friday had been a very busy one as I had to drop Stefan off at DFW by and as with many teenagers, they don’t seem to understand the urgency of time management. Stefan missed his flight which meant we would have to wait around for a flight later that day. I had so many plans for the day, so he had to join me for many of them. I got him back to the airport, he made the plane and then I was able to complete the plans I had to meet up with my travel buddy.
Grants plane was on time, . I waited pretty anxiously. Would he look like his photos, would he sound the same as he did on the phone, would I be taller than him? These are those questions that we had debated off and on through our phone, email and postal correspondence.
He called when his plane landed and said, “I am in a green Christmas colored sweater and a blazer.” Ok, that just described every person coming out of gate 16. Oh well. The haircut, you know those Army boys, gave him away. It was a pleasant meeting. His smile was contagious. Something I had expected. He was shorter than me, yeah, I wish,. It was great to stand around waiting for his luggage and sharing small talk about the plane ride, the people we had come across in the past 4 hours and, mostly, the plans for the next couple of days.
We gathered his luggage. I couldn’t believe how much he had. I was curious if he had plans to go AWOL and I was the accomplist to this sinister plan. I'm glad I was wrong, he just needed to wash those dirty clothes and transport all of those Christmas gifts. Yes, gifts, because there were only a few days until the big day. I was hoping there was at least one in there for me, and again, I wasn’t disappointed.
We got into the car and drove up to one of my favorite little hotels in the MetroPlex, the Staybridge Hotel,
We had a great dinner from this great Asian restaurant: review to follow.
Shopping is one of my better skills. If they offered college degrees for this sport, event or lifestyle, I am sure I would have earned a PH.D by now. I don’t know if Grant was prepared for my pace. We only had to go to a couple of stores; Polo, Banana Republic, Tommy to name a few.
We made it to my home and we open a few more Christmas gifts. Mine were nothing compared to the sculpture I received. We drove around Kilgore, showed him my office and where I work, the church and just a little bit about this little town.
Sunday morning and we are up and getting ready for church.
The service went well and my goal was to finish pretty early because I had to get Grant over to
The great thing about this meet up was that it wasn't over. After the holidays, I would meet Grant and his parents at the McDonalds in
We would enjoy ourselves, but the day was only going to be better. That evening we went to Medieval Times restaurant. You can read that review as well. This was a fun feast and we had a blast.
It was becoming apparent that this visit was coming to and end. We stayed up for hours talking. Set the alarm clock for and getting up before the sun made me think I was in the middle of a Jimmy Dean breakfast commercial. You have to see it to understand. We made it out to the airport, Grant slept all the way and got him on his plane. I went back to the hotel and slept. Not because I wanted to, but I needed to. This was a great visit. The phone rings: Hello, oh that was Grant, made it to WA without any problems. Thanks for a great trip buddy.