Meeting Milan’s father was a pleasant surprise already. Learning that my roommate’s dad is a geeky version of Brad Pitt made me think of how Beatrice would react when she finds out, or does she know already? And, if meeting Mackenzie Westin was not enough, he invited us to join us in his private jet.
‘Time-share jet, not private,’ Milan clarified so emphatically that Napster and I laughed with Napster insisting that “it was the same difference,” whatever that means.
Flying in a private jet has its advantages though. First, we did not have to worry about our luggage. With all the shopping we did, we would pay American Airlines a small fortune so that we could take everything home.
Second, Milan was right about the privacy and the space. Even with the other two men whom Mr. Westin was ‘sharing the jet with’ for this trip, and another software engineer from Westin Communications, plus the three of us, there was a lot of room to spare in the 787. With 2,404 square feet (223 sq meter), the jet had more living space than our Brooklyn apartment!
Lastly, and perhaps the most important, the little Welsh Corgi whom Napster decided to name Maggie will be easier to care for and hopefully we do not have to answer a lot of questions at Customs and at Immigration.
Milan’s father and Napster’s parents were all for returning the puppy to its rightful owner, but since we don’t know how she got in Milan’s purse, there was no way of tracing the owner. Maggie can be the Queen’s dog for all we know!
At that point in time, we did not know of course that Dr. Wozniak was right on the mark when he said that.