Love Ac­tu­ally - at Queenstown Air­port

Central Otago Mirror - - CONVERSATIONS -

Happy New Year ev­ery­one.

The hol­i­day sea­son is a crazy time of year. In my book, the best way to sur­vive the chaos is to have a week­end away in the lead up to it.

With this in mind, the week­end be­fore Christ­mas a friend and I headed to Auck­land to chill out. The agenda in­volved long lunches up at Matakana.

There was a flight de­lay and it was stand­ing room only in the de­par­ture lounge. Still, there were plenty of peo­ple watch­ing op­por­tu­ni­ties amongst the other pas­sen­gers.

A woman nearby got a phone call. Be­fore the phone call was over we know her mother has bro­ken her arm and has needed surgery. The woman is head­ing up to Auck­land to see her.

We also all know that she’s re­cently met a guy. She looked about 40 but had the gig­gly ex­cite­ment of a teenager. Ad­mit­tedly her zest was in­fec­tious. She’s met him two weeks ago. She’s telling her friend how they’ve clicked and he’s just amaz­ing.

From what I could gather she met him in Wanaka where he was on hol­i­day from over­seas and now he wants to stay in New Zealand so he can be with her. He has and I quote ‘‘got her men­tally’’. What­ever that means.

At least half of those in the de­par­ture lounge now know all this about a to­tal stranger.

Al­though when her mate asks a ques­tion, the woman pro­claims in a stage whis­per that she can’t an­swer given she’s in the air­port with other peo­ple around.

I’m tempted to ask why not, it hasn’t stopped you telling us the rest of the story.

I was go­ing to of­fer some ad­vice, it’s risky to ar­range to spend an en­tire week­end with some­one you’ve only just met. What hap­pens if it goes to cus­tard? I sup­pose she could al­ways hang out at the rest home with her mother. Meet a sugar daddy per­haps.

Ear­lier I’d bought a latte at Air­s­presso. While wait­ing for my cof­fee, I couldn’t help notic­ing two peo­ple at a nearby ta­ble. Their body lan­guage and the fact they’re both wear­ing iden­ti­cal sil­ver cardi­gans sug­gests they’re a cou­ple but their looks sug­gest they’re sib­lings. Peo­ple say cou­ples start to look like each other (the way some peo­ple look like their pets) but I de­cide it’s just too rude to ask.

The cardi­gans make me smile though.

I also went to Pa­per Plus to browse the mag­a­zines.

I over­hear a woman telling her friend about some guy who clearly fan­cies her and has been con­tact­ing her via Face­book and Snapchat. From what I can gather, she doesn’t care for the tone of the mes­sages.

She wants to say to him, ‘‘how old are you, like 12?’’ I turn around and dis­cover the sassy one is 18 at most.

She’s go­ing to break some hearts.

By the time I got on the plane, I felt like I’d been in a lo­cal ver­sion of Love Ac­tu­ally. Love is all around at Queenstown Air­port.

❚ Queenstown’s Sin­gle Girl is look­ing for true love. Email mir­ror@stl.co.nz

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