Airports, that is. You know the drill - hurry up to get through all the procedures and then wait to get on and sit down. Today was livened up by the stupidity of the people in front of at the scanner. After doing all the usual stuff - belt off, coins in tray, laptop out of backpack, we waited to go through the scanner, load up all we had stripped off and be on our way - not. A couple with a kid and a cat in a cage struggled to obey all the rules, all of which they were conspicuously ignorant of. Their cat had to come out of the cage to avoid being x-rayed to death - it didn't want to come out - a small cage and a large cat. Next their carry-on luggage, which consisted of many carryons and kids stuff, how they got past the ticket agent is any guess, but the woman had packed all of her toiletries in two bags, of the many, and all of them were full size - gone in the garbage, the piece de resistance, a steak knife - obviously a utensil to be used when making up the sandwiches on the plane - it went too, with little fanfare.
Finally watching this with interest, what else can you do? we arrived at the gate. For those who haven't been to Terminal One lately you should know that in the quest for more money the seating has been pulled out and replaced with a Cafe. But signs invite you to sit without having to buy anything. With the free food (on the plane being hours away) we gave in and realised that the holiday in Europe started at Gate B29 with european prices. A Tuna sandwich $9, a yoghurt $6, round out with a KitKat bar for dessert and the smallest bottle of water and there is little change out of $24, amazing but expected.
Next stop the plane.
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