A view from Dallas Fort Worth Airport

It's been a couple of years since I've flown – in general, when we travel, we go wherever we go, but we drive from northern Nevada to Austin, Texas, then south to Houston in mid-June does not sound all I like or John or me so I decided to fly alone.

After arriving on three different planes and two straits; one in Salt Lake and then a second in Dallas, I'm re-familiar with the art of flying. The truth of flight is unchanged: people hurry, racing, in some cases running on their next flight just to find that the plane has not ridden yet, very bad sort of stress. Men, women and children of a different race, language, clothing – a microcosm of the world – trying to get from one part of their world to another as soon as possible; their faces reveal expressions growing out of anxiety, disappointment, annoyance as they wait and wait and wait and wait.

Airlines have made some significant changes in the efforts, suppose, to improve their processes and reduce costs. Among those who immediately became beautiful to me are the now heavy burdens for careless passengers who surely add one and then five books along with other non-essential and very serious items result in a pay excessive. An additional $ 100.00 for the extra three pound reward works just like a speeding ticket: I know I will stay under the fifty pound ceiling next time I fly.

Gone are the people who tried to put on a very large suitcase to fit in a very small kettle, with a not very patient caretaker who helped in vain efforts to make it happen while he was out of the box. The rules are clear and enforceable. Airline personnel will stop and reduce some people with excess luggage before arriving on the plane; Efficiently, the bulk of luggage is drowned so that the boarding process will move hundreds of people into the aircraft within twenty minutes or less.

The proximity of mobile devices with free WiFi in airports and airplanes allows instant communication to everyone from any location. People who write, write, and chat in smart phone about the latest corporate catastrophe like the man behind me at Dallas Fort Worth airport, honestly sharing his concern about the sudden resignation of a key player in a listener, claimed to feel the same way.

I'm aboard my third airplane since 6:30 this morning, while I finish this post. A quick and unscientific study of the first hundreds of people during this long day revealed only two others who had a true book read. Many travelers use their mobile devices to avoid watching a foreigner, carefully ear buds in the country.

The young woman sitting next to me in the last part of this trip is one of three people I've seen with a book – a real book and I express my gratitude when I handed over the novel I had completed.

"Do you like fiction?"

Smiling, she replied: "Yes, I do, I travel all the time and I'm always watching for the books that go by the time.

Laughing back, I replied:" It's OK, they'll spend the time "

Captain Samantha Martinez is a member of the Joint Task Force Operations in Texas, a coalition of many agencies working together to stop drowning cards in the global economy. She loves her job because she knows she is making a difference.

She listened while explaining that a character in my upcoming book is a member of a drug-based drug form in Texas that I thought she had invented, responding safely when I asked her if she could I used her novel name and handed me her business card as we walked together in the airplane and on the way to baggage. One of the unexpected spending gifts forever on the plane was meeting a young woman like Captain Martinez, working to make this world a better place: God bless you, Samantha and thank you for the permission to use your name for one of my characters in my book next.