www.vatican.va.Blind luck can come in a form of divine design. I think that I look for people like the couple we met in the airport, restaurant and train depot.
While we sat in the first class accommodations of the wood paneled car, the seats being sofas and a coffee table at our knees, we settled into the tour of the canyon floor. The gentleman across from me introduced himself as Santo, and his lovely wife Carol. We had met and introduced ourselves officially!
The tour that afternoon was memorable, and we made plans to have dinner the last night of our stay, with a trip to see the sunset at the airport hilltop. Then after dinner, we would go and see a real Indian flutist play and explain the composition and tradition of the flute.
The sunset was beautiful, crowd of sunset seekers, gathered around in one spot at the summit of one hill, to witness the sunset of Sedona, and her red stone mountains.
After the sunset, we followed each other to the Dahl and DeLuca Restaurant on 89A for a great Italian meal. Being how Santo is a teacher, of three languages, I couldn’t help but ask him: when he thinks, which language he thinks in? We talked about Carol and her teaching and life in general. Comparing notes and schedules. One bottle of wine later, we followed Santo to his resort, where the flutist was to perform.
The flutist played some beautiful music. It lent itself to the moment, the atmosphere, and the time and places of long ago. As a Native American, (partial) he took great pride in his heritage.
To find nice, good refined people, people who love life is a great gift from God. I look forward to seeing them again, as that thought sustained me through the goodbyes on our last night to a beautiful couple in a beautiful place.
Passion for life is good; it includes places, people and food. All of this is special to remembrance, it helps me tie up all my memories of those wonderful people I will try to keep in touch with.
Ciao, Carol and Santo!
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