On an international flight back from Europe earlier this year, I spied a tall drink of water who just made me swoon every time I caught sight of him. Upon landing, I tried to keep up with him so that I could enjoy the view through passport control but lost sight of him. Within a week or two, a particular gent became the topic of some discussion on this forum and...lo!...turned out to be the guy from my flight. Available for hire! Not in my city, alas, and -- even though I've traveled to his home base twice since -- he's always jetsetting, so I have not yet been able to find out if he makes me swoon as much up close as he did from a few rows away.