At lunch at the Cavour Restaurant near the Fazioli factory in Sacile, there was a moment of humour when Ian Gillespie and Paolo Fazioli sat beside each other for lunch, and someone was wanting to take a photo of them. Paolo Fazioli automatically goes into full smile, whereas Ian Gillespie’s standard pose is ‘expressionless’, which is evident in the first photo. Someone pointed out that the expressions didn’t match, so Mr. Fazioli tried to even out his expression and make it more neutral. Sensing that Paolo Fazioli was having trouble with it, Ian Gillespie helped him by saying “Mr. Fazioli: Imagine that your factory is dirty!”. Immediately Mr. Fazioli grimaced and the camera clicked. Despite trying to get them both to have a neutral expression, finally the one chosen was the photo where both were smiling a little.
Another little story that I will never forget was when I was coming from Vancouver and changing planes in London to fly to Venice. I had to change to the Gatwick airport, and this time I chose to make the change by means of the Gatwick Express train. Normally this is an express train that travels very fast with very few stops, but as it turns out, there was a computer error and the Gatwick Express needed to stop at every single station on the way to the Gatwick airport. As we went along, it became obvious that I wasn’t going to make it in time for my flight – the train would arrive just a few minutes after the departure of the flight. Instead of being stressed about it, I thought I would just relax and enjoy the ride.
When the train arrived at the airport, I made my way to security, at which point I discovered that my flight said “Boarding Now” – – – at which point I got very excited, they moved me to the front of the security line, and I got running. Running, and running for a very long distance. After a few minutes of running, my body was telling me “Stop running now”, but I kept running. I was so incredibly thirsty and my mouth was so dry that my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth. I got to the gate to see the last few people in the line up to board the plane, I bought a water from the pop machine and obliterated it, and boarded the plane. To my embarrassment, as I boarded, I saw that Ian Gillespie and his family were directly in the row behind me. My face was literally beat red due to the running, and my shirt was soaking wet and no longer tucked into my pants. I said ‘Hello’, put my bags away, and went to the washroom to dry off with some paper towels, and dress myself again. Trying to play it cool as if nothing happened, I went back to my seat and after a few moments I pulled out my phone to see the weather in Vancouver, which was terrible. As a way to start a conversation and forget about my mad dash for the gate, I leaned back to show Ian’s son Sean the weather in Vancouver, and when I pointed to the screen I was surprised to see that I couldn’t hold my finger still as my whole hand was shaking due to the crazy run. I think I need more exercise!