StarIQ.com's Cosmic Correspondent Kim Rogers-Gallagher has been invited
to the planets' secret hangout. She's the first astrologer to enter
this starry domain, and reports regularly on her findings there.
Off to the Airport with Jupiter
clapped my hands and bounced up and down in the seat. Sagittarians aren't
famous for their ability to hold anything back—especially when it comes
to the good stuff. "Really? Where in Europe?" Besides, Sag is the sign
that most loves far-off places, foreign maps, and accents. Needless to
say, I couldn't have been more delighted—especially since that Sag Sun
was also in my Ninth House, the place in our charts that Sag owns.
Germany, Amsterdam and Paris," he answered. "I seem to remember you sayin'
once that you wanted to have your picture taken in front of the Eiffel
Tower—right? Well, you're gonna—and I'm gonna snap it for you."
smiled and settled back against the seat, then impulsively reached for
Jupiter and kissed his cheek. I'd said that years ago. I was touched that
he remembered. "Thanks, darlin." I snuggled up against him, trying not
to sneeze. He had far too much aftershave on, and his jacket smelled like
cigars. And beer. And wine. And something else I couldn't quite identify.
Ah, well. He hugged me back, grinning widely as the driver winked at him
in the rear-view mirror.
we pulled up by the sky-cap, I wondered how we were going to do all that
in one day, then decided not to wonder about anything. I was with Jupiter,
my favorite planetary uncle, about to board a plane for a wonderful journey.
It was time to let go and let the universe handle the details. He eased
his big body out of the back seat with remarkable grace and handed the
driver two $100 bills—for a $57 dollar fare. The driver began to explain
that he didn't have change for a bill that large, since we were his first
fare of the day. Jupiter slapped him on the back a bit too hard and said,
"Keep the change, my man. Think of this as your lucky day."
cabby pumped Jupiter's hand vigorously. In between thank-yous he mentioned
that his wife was pregnant, so he was very grateful. No, they
were very grateful. At that, Jupiter took a huge wad of bills from
his pocket, handed him three more hundreds, and told him they were going
to have a beautiful baby.
cabby was dumb-struck. His eyes widened, and his mouth fell open. He laughed
once, then hopped into his car quickly—probably afraid that this generous
benefactor would change his mind. I stood there smiling, wondering if
he knew just how "lucky" he had been.
took Jupiter's arm and we went into the airport. There was no line to
check in, of course—another thing I knew I was going to love about traveling
with Jupiter—and the young woman who called out "Next, please," had a
great big smile on her face. "Where are you traveling to today?"
darlin'," Jupiter answered. "Want to go?"
girl laughed. "Actually, I'll be an attendant on that flight, so yes,
was delighted. "Great, honey! We're gonna have a ball!" She smiled up
at him and began typing our names into the computer terminal in front
of her. Jupiter had arranged electronic tickets—through Mercury, I was
willing to bet—and she found our names immediately. I had to laugh when
she raised an eyebrow at the name he'd chosen: Mr. Guy Huge. I knew she
was thinking about how oddly appropriate that was, and Jupiter did, too.
He winked at me, and I laughed. They didn't call Jupiter the ruler of
laughter for nothing—he was a born comedian.
many bags will you be checking?" she asked. Before I could even try to
answer, Jupiter had it handled.
bags, honey. We'll buy what we need when we get there."
attendant smiled, glanced at me, and as she handed Jupiter our tickets,
said, "Must be your lucky day."
smiled back. "You have no idea," I said. I took his arm and looked up
at him affectionately.
told the girl that he'd see to it she got that raise she'd asked for,
and we left. She stared after us smiling as we turned toward the gate.
next adventure was walking through security. A large woman in a neat uniform
handed Jupiter a plastic basket, and asked him to empty his pockets of
change and take off his watch. He obliged, tossing not just the one wad
of bills I'd already seen into the basket, but a second one from his other
pocket as well. The woman's eyes widened. "Oh, you don't…have…to…um, do
that, sir…paper money won't set off the detector."
baby," he answered. "Never let it be said that I'm not cooperative." She
laughed out loud and let us pass. Jupiter turned back to her after he'd
passed through the metal detector without a hitch. "You have yourself
a great day, young lady."
you two have a great time," she answered. I knew she was fighting off
the urge to hug him, and so did Jupiter.
winked at her, with that great big perpetual grin on his face. "I'm sure
we will," he answered, making quite a show of extending his arm to me.
had to agree. We hadn't even gotten on the plane yet, and I was already
having a wonderful time. It certainly was my lucky day….
Week: Flying to Europe with Jupiter—First Class, of Course
the entire Cosmic Café Saga.