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airports
richmond: confusing exterior layout; to get to the economy parking lot, i felt like i was driving to another state. interior, small and (i suppose) cozy, but i'm disinclined to think favorably of airports in which i'm forced to spend more time than i'd planned -- when you get there at a quarter to six for a 6:30 flight and they tell you the plane won't be there until 8:30 at the earliest and you won't be getting off the ground until 9:00 if you're lucky, you grumble and curse and eat bad chicken salad, but you don't like the airport you're stuck in.
o'hare: hell on earth. a temporal vortex. i like chicago just fine, but let me tell you, concourse G at o'hare must be punishment for some sort of bad behavior in a previous life. the number of gate changes alone endured by self and fellow-travellers makes me think someone was messing with us. in fairness, what i saw of the other concourses was less conducive to tearing of hair and gnashing of teeth; i blame american airlines (specifically the american eagle branch) at least as much as i blame o'hare. (also, anyone who plans a connection through chicago in the winter is asking for trouble. if i'd had a choice, i'd have gone through st. louis. or, better yet, on another airline.)
cleveland: it's what i grew up with. i suppose it may be annoying to people who aren't used to it, but it's not bad. all the concourses are connected to one another, for a start -- you don't have to get on a bus to get from one to the other, unlike some airports i could mention. latest suggestion: put monitors closer to the security checkpoints, so people who are waiting for arrivals can see whether the flight has landed, etc., without having to traipse all the way back through the ticket lobby.
so i'm back from thanksgiving. it was good. i was offline the whole time, which has wrought havoc with every mailbox i have, but life is like that. and i have this paper looming ever closer -- it's behind me, now, i think, with a sickle. so i'll be around only sporadically until the 13th.
o'hare: hell on earth. a temporal vortex. i like chicago just fine, but let me tell you, concourse G at o'hare must be punishment for some sort of bad behavior in a previous life. the number of gate changes alone endured by self and fellow-travellers makes me think someone was messing with us. in fairness, what i saw of the other concourses was less conducive to tearing of hair and gnashing of teeth; i blame american airlines (specifically the american eagle branch) at least as much as i blame o'hare. (also, anyone who plans a connection through chicago in the winter is asking for trouble. if i'd had a choice, i'd have gone through st. louis. or, better yet, on another airline.)
cleveland: it's what i grew up with. i suppose it may be annoying to people who aren't used to it, but it's not bad. all the concourses are connected to one another, for a start -- you don't have to get on a bus to get from one to the other, unlike some airports i could mention. latest suggestion: put monitors closer to the security checkpoints, so people who are waiting for arrivals can see whether the flight has landed, etc., without having to traipse all the way back through the ticket lobby.
so i'm back from thanksgiving. it was good. i was offline the whole time, which has wrought havoc with every mailbox i have, but life is like that. and i have this paper looming ever closer -- it's behind me, now, i think, with a sickle. so i'll be around only sporadically until the 13th.

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I'd like to say that Midway is better but it's not.
*sigh* Unfortunately, it seems that I have bad Chicago karma. *sigh*