Tag Archives: airport

Horn of plenty

Like so many of you, I was in an airport on Thanksgiving eve. And since it was raining in both my departure and arrival cities, I ended up sitting on the tarmac…

DELAYED.

Luckily, it was only a little over an hour. And I had the forethought to bring snacks. THE snack of the Thanksgiving holiday — Bugles corn chips.

Sure, we’ve all put them on our fingers at one time or another to look witchy, but on Turkey Day, they are the perfect little cornucopia of salty goodness.

I expect someone to make these for me.

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Meet and greet

After I have been working at a summit for three days in my role as master of  ceremonies,  it takes a while for me to turn off that host instinct.

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When I was walking down the concourse at the airport last night,  I found myself smiling widely at people I didn’t  know and saying hi.  It took a few minutes to stop.

Funny thing  – –  one of the gentlemen that I smiled at was one of our clients.

So that worked out.

Friendly skies

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Believe it or not,  this is a gate at Boston Logan Airport.

Isn’t it festive?

Apparently a lot of cruises depart from this gate, and the airlines decided to have some fun with the decor. 

How human of them. How thoughtful. How fun for the kids who are accompanying their parents on the trip.

I think other airports and other airlines should follow suit. More than one person has stopped to look and take a picture.  It has put a smile on their faces too.

And smiles can be hard to come by during a long day of travel.

Time for a knap

I spent most of last week on ‘planes, trains and automobiles.’ Unlike Steve Martin and John Candy in the iconic film of the same name, I suffered only minor delays in my journeys, but was constantly annoyed by one group of travelers —

Backpackers

backpack in airport

Backpackers clog the aisles of both airplanes and trains and, for reasons unbeknownst to me, appear to have no idea of the additional girth their over-the-shoulder luggage adds to their body. They careen down the center aisle, bumping people on either side (and behind when they need to back up).

Apparently the backpack cushions their body from all collisions too, because they never seem to notice or feel the need to apologize.

So, if any backpackers are reading this, take note the next time you travel. You leave behind a wake of bruised body parts and bad attitudes…

And they all have your name on ’em.

Fan flare

I am in Dallas tonight, site of the 2015 College Football Playoff National Championship, so I’ve seen quite a few fans in both the airport and my hotel.

More Ohio State than Oregon, I must admit.

buckeye necklaceA few of the Ohio State fans have been proudly sporting their buckeye necklaces (left).

Do you have yours?

I recognized the nut — and probably know the candy even better — but didn’t realize that wearing them was an Ohio State ‘thing.’

A quick Google search confirmed it, and explained the necklace’s origin.  Turns out they didn’t get their start at Ohio State —

Presidential candidate and Ohio native William Henry Harrison used decorative buckeyes in his campaign way back in 1840.

Political nuts.  How perfect.

Thesaurus much?

It was raining hard when  my flight finally landed in New York tonight, so taxis were scarce.

I waited in line for a solid hour with travelers less adept at adapting to the foibles of the road.

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One gentleman was particularly displeased with the turn of events, and proceeded to blame his wife for all the choices she had made that led them to this point.

Oh, and every other word was f@#k.

I hope he has a rotten visit to the Big Apple. And I hope she buys him a dictionary…

And hits him with it.

Apple of my eye

I am delayed in Orlando.  So it seems like a good time to try a new hard cider:

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It is available at the Outback Steakhouse in the airport. That was the first surprise.  The second is the taste — not too sweet like many of the microbrews.

But seriously,  with that awesome label, I would have drank it regardless.

Too much fun.