Good Morning. Its bright and early and I am at the airport. Gate 123, as you can see. The airport is an odd place. I always feel as if I am walking down a runway when I walk by all the gates of people staring at the walkway. And I hate carrying my carry on, but that’s another thing altogether.
Besides that though there are many odd things to do with food here. It is 9 in the morning and yet the little bar behind me is hoppin. Personally I love to have a nice strong beverage before I fly, it helps me sleep on the plane but I just can’t justify an $11 martini at this hour. I’ll have to stick with my other addition, iced coffee.
The air is perfumed with the smell of biscuits and cinnamon rolls. Every other person is carrying a McDonalds bag and the boy a few rows down from me just had the breakfast of champions, Doritos. Why is it that we arrive hours before our flight to zoom through security, to eat. Eating is a very social activity for most Americans. They serve food here at the airport, so we must eat? I had my bowl of Special K before I left the house. Maybe parents feed their children at the airport so they will be quiet. Goodness children are loud at the airport. I think we should stop serving $6 egg McMuffins and stop eating just because we can. If people could only try eating delicious nutritious food because their body requires fuel, maybe they would like it. Or maybe we should just keep feeding children to be quiet.
before i flew to cuba i remember eating a chicken whopper and that had to be the worst flying experience ever, epecially when you cant get up until the plane takes off.
ReplyDeletePerhaps we should open up our own Vegan Cafe and call it Mely Mel Light Delights.
Mel & Mel D'Lights! I'm all about it. :)
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