Hans is tall and slender with a Scandinavian accent and is from Sweden. His pure white hair, or is he a true blond (?), is long and tied in a pony tail. He’s 62 years old, divorced but best friends with his former wife! If you see him, please tell him hello for me.
We had a delightful visit in the shuttle from the Denver International Airport south to Colorado Springs…except I got out at Castle Rock. Hans and his friend were tourists looking to see what they could see and experience before going back to Sweden in two weeks. I told him Colorado Springs is a great place to go to see the USA. He told me of all the many other places in the US he’d been to on previous visits.
Hans and I shared a common bond: both of our mothers being full blooded Norwegian! He began telling me how beautiful Norway is. I told him a trip to Norway is on my bucket list. He asked, “What’s a bucket list?”
“It’s anything you want to do before the end of your life! In other words, before you die!” I explained.
“Oh,” he said very surprised, “I like that! If I had a bucket list – I want to go to Afghanistan.”
“Afghanistan! There’s fighting going on, it’s not safe there!” I said quite startled.
“Yes, I know,” he replied sadly. And then he quickly added, “but it’s the only country in the world I’ve not been to!”
“What??? No way! You’re kidding me! How can that be?” I blurted out.
“It’s true. I work for an air line and living in Sweden it’s very easy to get a VISA for anywhere in the world! But they won’t give me one for Afghanistan. So I wait.”
We talked about many other fascinating subjects and before we knew it we were in Castle Rock. I could see my brother, Bill, with my niece, Lisa, waiting for me.
Hans and I said good-bye and farewell…never to meet again. It was a brief encounter that I think we’ll both always remember! If you ever see him, please tell him hello for me.