After a 4am wake up call to catch my first flight of the day, I’m sitting in Cincinnati waiting for my connection back to JFK, along with several thousand of my closest friends. It’s somewhat amusing watching thos who rarely travel negotiate airport queues with nervous looks and mouths agape. One of the more amusing aspects of these ?infrequent flyers? is that they actually take the ?arrive many hours before your flight? advice to heart. This morning I saw a lonely and sleepyly looking family station at their gate for a 9:30 departure. It was 5:37.
The other thing I find amusing is that these folks stock up on food, magazines, etc as if they were going to Siberia via dogsled. There were hundreds of folks waiting at McDonalds, both at 5am in Chicago and now in Cincinnati. The last thing I want to see after 5 hours of sleep is some Greaseball McFatty from the golden arches!
I have one more flight, a 40 mile drive back two Stamford, and then a couple more hours rest before Meghan gets back from work. THEN it’s a 300 mile drive up to NH. I hope my Dad has the bourbon waiting… I’m going to need it!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!