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This morning was a rush, a blur, a fragmented conversation, excited dogs, packed suitcases, and early morning traffic. No wonder this blog did not appear before noon.
Today’s topic is five things about driving to the airport.
1. Are you wearing a belt?
2. Does deodorant have to go in the quart-sized bag?
3. There are a lot of Somali taxi drivers in the Twin Cities.
4. It’s 50 degrees in Kentucky. Yeah, and it’s 60 degrees in San Diego.
5. How long is considered a long time in the security line?
And now you sort of know what I did this morning. But I am still here in Minnesota. I was the shuttle for three people, two heading to San Diego, California, and one heading to La Grange, Kentucky. One of the things that struck me was the chatter in the car on the way to the airport. One of my passengers was a first-time flier. I thought back to my first flight when I was 19 and flew to St. Louis for one day with two co-workers. The flight from Minneapolis to St. Louis was a new route, the promotional fares were cheap, and we could go down there in the morning, return that night. We shopped, ate, drank, visited the Arch. We came home late, satisfied that we’d had an adventure.
But flying was much easier then. There weren’t so many restrictions, so many security people who profiled passengers. It was more fun to arrive at the airport and wait for your plane to take off in an atmosphere that felt more innocent.
I guess it can still be fun; it’s just different now. People are wary, impatient. So, it was nice to have a car filled with people excited to take off, to fly to a desirable place.
Where do you long to go now that the holidays are over and January has a firm grip on your psyche?
Happy Friday. Enjoy a journey somewhere soon.
|loading luggage at Minneapolis/St. Paul International Airport|
|Waiting to board
photos by KCMickelson.