Who would have thought that boarding a flight from Toronto to Detroit could bring me so much amazing experienecs? I was at the airport at 07.00 and from there I went through customs and such. Coming out of the bathrooms with a huge group of bags under my eyes I saw someone who looked oddly familiar. What are the chances of me knowing someone in the US terminal of Pearson International Airport in Toronto?
Me: Excuse me, I don’t mean to interrupt but I couldn’t help but notice that you’re very familiar, you aren’t by any chance Suhana Meharchand, journalist and reporter on CBC are you?
Stranger: Well what a lovely surprise, I certainly am.
Me: I’m really sorry, I won’t keep you but I just wanted to let you know that I respect your work highly and love seeing you present the news in such a creative, informative way with integrity and professionalism.
Stranger: Well that’s such a nice thing to say, thank you so much! Are you by any chane a student?
Me: Yes acutally I am, at Mt. Alison University in Sackville New Brunswick.
Stranger: That’s wonderful to hear, I know quite a few alumni from there, a great school and I’m sure you’re having a good time and coming along great.
Me: Yes I’m in my final year, and it’s all going well, before I know it I’ll be in the real world!
Stranger: That’s wonderful to hear, all the best! I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name, I have to make a mental note of the fact that you were the only one to recognise me here! *laugh*
Me: Oh my name is Osky, how rude of me to forget to introduce myself. It was a pleasure talking with you; all the best!
Stranger: The pleasure was all mine Osky, I hope you continue to enjoy my work!
It was my first encounter with someone national that was famous and I was spellstruck, but only for a few minutes. It turns out she was on the same flight as me to Detroit, and between her constant mobile conversations and quick exits of the plane she disappeared and it was all nearly a dream. All until thirty minutes later when I went to the bathroom again.
Me: Excuse me sir, I don’t mean to interrupt but I can’t help but wonder if you’re Peter Mansbridge, anchor and newscaster on CBC’s The National.
Stranger: Oh wow, I wasn’t expecting this in the US terminal, yes I am! Hello how are you doing?
Me: I’m doing quite well thanks but I’m kind of shocked to see you! I’d just want to let you know that I respect your work highly and I rarely miss a version of The National, its by far my favourite CBC programme thanks to you.
Stranger: How wonderful of you to say; thank you.
Me: It’s you who I should should be thanking, bringing the issues of today to the forefront is such a professional and interesting way. Your carreer is amazing and youre integrity and honesty is staggering.
Stranger: You flatter me too much, I’m very glad that you like my work. I’m sorry, are you wanting an autograph?
Me: Oh no, that’s fine, I’m just honoured to have been so lucky as to cross your path today! I’m sorry for being impolite but my name is Osky and I’m a student at Mt. Alison University, there is a band there that’s named after you to honour your legacy!
Stranger: I know the campus and the band very well, it’s so nice to have met you as well Osky.
Me: I hope you enjoy your Harry Potter book, I’ve been a fan for ages and won’t spoil it for you; I hope your trip goes well!
Stranger: Thanks, and for you as well. It was nice to know that I have fans, even being a simple newscaster! Goodbye!
And with that I ran to my boarding call at gate 15 and got on my plane. Two famous people in the course of 2 hours and what did I forget to do? Take photos damnit. I looked like a zombie anyways, but that’s okay since the moments are forever etched in my mind.
I guess it truely is said that the most famous of faces are always found in the most unlikely of places!