Originally posted by: yowolabi
I once saw him in an airport.   He was far up in front of me, but I knew it was him.  "Anand!", I yelled.  He slowed down for a second and started to turn.  "Anand", I yelled louder, knowing that everyone in the terminal could hear me.  He paused for another second, indecisive, and then seemed to make a decision.  He turned back the other way and started walking so fast he was almost running.  I took off running after him, but my luggage was slowing me down.  I saw he was gaining on me and I dropped my luggage and started sprinting after him.  He started running too!  I saw him duck into a gate area and then board a plane that was headed to Timbuktu.  I ran to get on it too when I realized....  I left my tickets in my luggage!!
I watched as the plane picked up speed down the runway with a haunted look in my eye.  I boarded a plane to Timbuktu, but by the time I got there, all trace of him was lost.  The hotel guy said someone matching his description was asking about spelunking,  the museum guy said a tow-headed individual had come by, and the coffee shop guy said he was inquiring about a city that was on the equator.  I saw there were only 3 places to fly to from Timbuktu, but I was tired and wanted to go home, so I did.  I never saw or heard from Anand again...