...you tend toward the poetic whilst I’m a bit more literal.

I’d call that a pain in the ass.

There was a time in my life when I traveled on business a lot. In fact I had a year, just about, when I commuted to Long Island to work. Out Sunday night, back Thursday night, in plant Friday and Saturday…and then we began again. And a couple more years when I was all over the country all the damned time.

At first it was kind of exciting.

But it rapidly decayed to just a big pain in the ass. All airports look alike, all rental cars are alike, all hotels are alike, all restaurants are alike…and the damned Trip Reports just never ended.

Yeah…pain in the ass.

Expense reports right.

I disagree about alll the airports looking alike, similar but each has a unique flavor to them.

ORD vs. MCO vs. TPA vs. BHM vs. LAX vs. LHR vs. ATL vs. SDF vs. HOU vs. DET vs. DCA vs. IAD vs. MIA vs. SOU vs. MAN vs. JER vs. JFK vs. DEN vs. PHX vs. CGX vs. MEM vs. JAX

Each and every one of these unique and different.

From the way the baggage flows to the way the lines snake in and out and through to the varying degrees of dash inbound or through, or between terminals or to and from the airports themselves.

But I also agree…

While I love the take offs and landings…

the mechanics of open a door, close a door, strap in, unstrapo, open a door walk out make me wonder if the plane is actually moving at all, or whether it is a vast theme park ride wherein there is a carousel I am sitting on, and it is simply the opening of a particular door that spins by that determines which of an array of places I walk out into…

But no, I get to see the ground as well through the clouds if I am lucky….

and sometimes I can navigate by dim view of a VFR sighting from 20 or 30 or more thousand feet in the air… Rarely do those breaks in the clouds occur… but when they do…

Glorious!