Airports are fascinating places; there is so much to entertain. Truthfully, a traveler might experience sensory overload before ever stepping foot on a plane.
“Huh?” you ask.
At this moment, Carrie Underwood is singing about smashing out her boyfriend’s taillights with a Louisville Slugger over the intercom.
I was just at McDonald’s where I heard several Asian employees speaking an Asian language really, really fast.
The little Hispanic girl working the counter looked completely lost.
I stood in line behind two twenty-somethings that smelled like they hadn’t had a shower since they were twelve.
I’ll never understand why people don’t shower before they get on a plane. I mean, seriously. It’s a given that people will smell you in planes and elevators.
Somebody should make a public service TV commercial to enlighten the masses.
I’m in the B concourse, never been here before. I think they collected the oldest seats in the state to furnish this place. The seat next to me has a huge hole in it; it’s swallowed my power cord. And the seat I’m in? I’m feeling no padding at all.
Though not fan of these seats, I kind of like the freaky wooden birds scattered about this concourse. They’re huge and funky.
I’ve saved the best for last. There is SO much to see.
I saw a young teenage girl wearing the tightest jeans in the history of the world. I wondered how her mother ever let her out of the house, and then I saw her mother. Now I understand.
I saw a nice looking young man in shorts, a nice jacket, a visor and nice sandals. He was somewhat unremarkable until I noticed the bright purple nail polish he’s wearing on his toes.
I’ve seen Amish folks, Muslim folks, and Russian folks. I’m sitting across from a woman with very long, very grey braids, and a woman with pink and purple hair.
There are lots of average folks too.
One lady I saw was really interesting. She looked like she got up early to clean, worked all day and then drove to
. She had her friend cut and color her hair (she's trying to hide the grey from her kids), had a gluten free energy bar for dinner, then a McDonald’s ice cream cone. She looks like she really needs a nap. Anchorage
Wait…I didn’t see her in the terminal.
I saw her in the mirror.
She definitely overloaded my senses.