According to biblical myth, the ancient Israelites wandered the dessert for 40 years in their trek from Egypt to the Promised Land. (Shameless plug: not this ‘Promised Land’.)
But if you want to see what 40 contemporary years (1967 to 2007) look (and sound) like, Giovanni Rogriguez spins two versions of the Foundations hit, ‘Baby, Now That I’ve Found You’ – from then and now.
Same words, same music. Yet each rendition evokes its time.
On an American Airlines flight from NYC, the pilot gave a quick update on the conditions in Toronto: ‘Sunny skies,’ he said. ‘The current temperature is 61 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s about 16 degrees Canadian.’
Yes, the weather is so much colder in the land of ice and snow that we have to create an eponymous system to measure it.
I was heading back to Toronto from a day of meetings in Manhattan when my plane was cancelled at the airport (all Air Canada flights to Toronto, actually). And I found myself stranded overnight in NYC.
An adventure, to be sure, but not as exciting as I might have imagined. First there was the hubbub at the airport, the line-up to find out what flight we were now on, the taxi ride back to the city, the calls to (hopefully) get a hotel room, an alternate booking with another airline, emails/calls explaining what happened and then arranging an early wake-up to go to the airport again.
But back to the announcement. Folks at LaGuardia were flipping out and I could relate to their frustration (remembering an incident with the now defunct People Express airlines long ago). But this time I decided to accept my predicament and even laugh about it. Why get all hot under the collar (as we so often do) when you find yourself in a situation where you have absolutely no control?
Sometimes it’s better to just go with the flow…