You never know who you'll see at the airport.....

Here's another repost from my old blog......one of my faves :)

We just got back from an anniversay trip to Jamaica. I had a great time just relaxing in the pool, soaking up my vitamin D. We found a lot of big starfish in the ocean and even saw a huge crab taking an evening stroll in the courtyard....(ok, I'm sure he was more lost and confused and searching for the ocean instead of the pool, but anyway...) My hubby went scuba diving everyday so he was in his element. I went snorkeling with him a few times because while I like to see the fish and coral from a distance, a scuba diver I am NOT. I have too many phobias to even try it, so for Hubby's sake it's a good thing I'm not his dive partner. If something unexpected happened (like an eel brushing up against me) I'd be outta there and leave him high and dry.

I guess the most unexpected thing that happened was when we were about to leave. We were standing in line waiting to get on the plane when a very tall black man starts passing everybody in line to get on first. Just when I was wondering just who did he think he was to be so special to pass all of us, people started stopping him to shake his hand and have their picture made with him. He was very nice and didn't turn anybody down and was right in front of my hubby and me taking these pictures with these fans. So naturally, I started taking pictures too! Hubby asked me if I even knew who he was and I said, "No, but he must be a sports icon because I know NOTHING about sports." (the only sports figure that I knew with braids was Pacman Jones and even I knew this was not him) Hubby seemed to think he was Ivander Holyfield but I told him not to say it too loud incase he was wrong....(he doesn't follow sports either)....and knowing how he is, I was afraid he'd go up to him and shake his hand and say "how'ya doin Ivander?" and embarrass himself (and me) so bad that we'd have to sit underneathe the plane with the luggage and animals! I finally asked someone who he was but I didn't catch the whole name, all I heard was 'Louis' and then he looked at me like I was SO STUPID for not knowing that I dared not ask him to repeat himself.....Louis Who? or Who Louis? Having boxing on my brain I thought, Joe Louis?? But then I remembered he was from a different era and dead.... Thankfully a flight attendant (who was flirting with him) set me straight and told us he was the great Lennox Lewis!!! I mirrored her proud expression and acted all impressed until we got out of earshot and asked my hubby, "who the heck is that?" A BOXER! I guess I should give him a little credit, he had the right sport anyway.

That was my first experience being close to a famous person (unless you count sharing an elevator with Loretta Lynn, which I don't).....and I didn't even know who he was--what a waste.