I called Patti on Tuesday just before lunch and basically said “I'm coming over to talk photography.” I've know Patti for about 3 years now, but just as a friendly acquaintance and one of the handful of other Americans from the photography club.
“Ok, give me 30 minutes.” was her reply.
I had the day off work and I recently sorted out that Patti was back in town and flatting in a place located about a 10 minute walk from my house. I showed up 30 minutes later with my camera in hand but lacked any agenda, but I knew that would not be awkward. Patti is one of those people who can carry on a lovely conversation; this is different than someone who simply talks. She is full of experience, curiosity and energy; she is more than happy to share that with anyone who is willing to listen and contribute. 3 hours flew by in an instant, probably because she reminds me a lot of my mom in the way she thinks and does things (i.e. a lot like me). We quickly moved from Nikons and Macs to Kiwi culture and personal history. It was more than a pleasant exchange, it was an honest exchange.
Despite all the crap on my plate that was weighing me down, I made a new friend on Tuesday. Tuesday was a good day.