Waiting for my delayed flight from NY to D.C., I wandered aimlessly through the Marine Terminal of LaGuardia airport. Past security, there are only six gates, a bathroom, a magazine rack, and a coffee/snack bar. The pickings are slim. A couple of stale muffins, some soggy sandwiches that look like they were prepackaged in 1986, and a selection of teas and coffees. The coffee smelling less than enticing, I opted for a black tea with milk. The bored looking attendant behind the counter apologetically announced that the only tea she had left was peach-mint. Makes sense. The only flights from this terminal go to Regan and O’Hare. Not your peach-mint kinda crowd.
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Dynamite article. BTW, what do you do with all the spare time you have?? Too bad you are not more involved. 🙂
Multiple personality disorder allows me to live many parallel lives 😉