The following is a guest post from Chris, a fella I met while stranded in Frankfurt, en route home from my business trip to Switzerland and Mallorca to do more research on the happiest countries in the world. Chris has a dilemma and could use the community’s help! – Sam
It was early evening when the airplane broke so the airline had to put up all of the passengers in a local hotel – to make matters challenging we were unable to get our checked luggage and had to survive on the contents of our carry-on bags. Upon entering the lobby I quickly noted that the hotel check-in line was 17 passengers deep so I decided to “wait” in the hotel bar (which was oddly empty) while my fellow, disgruntled travelers begged for rooms. Another fellow passenger noted the length of the queue and opted for the bar seat right next to me.
My bar partner and I got to drinking, laughing, and chatting about possibly catching a cab into town to procure clean under-garments – I don’t recall how long we sat at the bar, the check-in line was non-existent by the time we got room keys, my decision-making was “gin and tonic clouded” and I was happy that I chose to spend the time making a new friend instead of wasting time in a check-in line. My bar partner was Sam, he told me about his FS journey and I’ve been a regular visitor to the FS site since.