Airport Hoboing

Kia Ora, beloved readers!

The answer is yes, I am still alive, which is reassuring, considering I have not yet been outside any airport.

I left from snowy Boston Logan airport at about 1pm on February 9th. and touched down in the sunny, barren wasteland that is Houston, Texas some hours later. During the flight I had quite an interesting conversation with a man named Steven, a once-Catholic/current atheist. We talked about pretty much everything, including engineering, travel, politics, literature, and religion. The conversation lasted from when I sat down next to him on the plane right up until I got out of my seat 4 hours later. It was interesting talking with a man with a worldview that was such a polar opposite of mine, but that I believe that is what was most rewarding. I was able to share with the man my faith, of which he was already quite educated. Based on our conversation, he had probably delved into the Bible more than the average Christian. I am already scrambling to remember everything we talked about, especially concerning Christianity, but when I have organized my thoughts, I will share what the modern church looks like through the eyes of the "observing intellectual."

My Arcadia University contacts have just found me at the Auckland airport so I have to go for now, but I will recount my international flight later in the day.

Cheers,

Luke

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