The drooping grandmothers, the crying babies, the continuous, raucous, unintelligible squawk of the loudspeaker, the constant push and jostle of new arrivals . . . make bus terminals look like luxury . . . . Almost all U.S. airports are utterly barren of things to to. The dirty little lunch counters are always choked with permanent sitters staring at their indigestible food. . . . The traveler consigned to hours of tedious waiting can only clear a spot on the floor and sit on his baggage and, while oversmoking, drearily contemplate his sins.
Fortune magazine, 1946
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
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Love it!
ReplyDeleteWish there was more creativity on the planes - it lightens people up, and a better atmosphere makes for a better flight.