Taking my aisle seat on the TAP return flight from Lisbon I noticed a large book sticking out of the seat pocket of my neighbor, a young man in a baseball cap. It was God’s Playground, Norman Davies’ monumental history of Poland.
“My wife is Polish,” the young man said in explanation.
“Mine too,” I told him.
As we taxied toward the runway I thought: How clever of TAP to put together the two solo travelers with Polish wives.
