Sitting at the airport
27 02 2008I’m here at the San Francisco airport, SFO if you will. I found my way past all the check ins and security quite easily. Didn’t set off any buzzers, which is always good news.
Weird thing is that they asked me to be here 3 hours early. My flight boards at 1:30 and I’m sitting here ALL BY MYSELF in the terminal. I’m sure I’m at the correct gate. It says gate A5, flight EI146 to Dublin “on-time” but I’m seriously the ONLY person down here. It’s all quiet and I’m listening to myself rattle on the keyboard as quietly as if I were back at home…in the dark. Hopefully people start coming to this gate or I’m going to start to worry. There’s not even a person behind the counter at the gate. I seriously think I’m in the only isolated place in all of San Francisco right now.
Funny note: Upon coming down the escalator to this section of the airport, my eyes were met by what looked like at least a hundred asian guys. It was funny. I didn’t quite know what to think when they announced that a flight to Japan was now boarding and they all stood up. I’ve never felt so tall in my life. Maybe I’ll go to Japan one day. I could join a track and field team and kick ass in all of the jumping categories.
