He has a complicated name, so it always seemed easier to just call him Airplane guy.Now it sticks to him and all my friends call him that. I don’t even think they know his real name, which I find is kind of cute.
I get teased by my friends about how I met him. Some think I’m a bad ass player for getting a guy to fall for me on the plane, others think I’m a total weirdo.
We were seated next to each other on a transpacific flight in summer 2012. I thought he was pretty cute and tall. He thought I was pretty and studious with my Anne of Green Gables book. During the whole 12 hours flight, we kept talking and watching movies together.He was really caring, lending me his cushion and ordering juice for me.
When we arrived to destination, we each had to take another plane and he asked for my skype to keep in touch. The rest is history. He actually had to ask me out a few times and fly to my town to convince me that a long distance relationship could work. I took a leap of faith and haven’t looked back since then.