Coming back home into yyz - there is a sea of people waiting for loved ones at the International arrivals terminal as soon as you get your luggage and clear Customs. I was travelling alone and just trying to make my way through the crowd - as I broke through the last of the mob I was walking directly toward Geddy leaning against a column 10 feet in front of me. After thinking for the split second that I had, the next 20 seconds were the most beautifully awkward mix of me smiling, shaking his hand, mumbling something about being a fan etc etc. He handled it in stride, thanked me and we both went about our day. I didn’t stop smiling for a week.
