The Velawesomeraptor Himself (clayrobeson) wrote,
The Velawesomeraptor Himself

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Welcome to Logan International Airport

So I rolled my sorry ass out of bed this morning at 6AM to drive to Logan to pick up the tickets from my trip home for Christmas.

"Pick up? Why?" you ask? Cause I'm a cheap bastard. Back in May I won an $800 travel voucher from one of my software vendors at a conference, so I'm using that to go home for the holidays for free. In order to do that, you have to go to the airport in turn in the voucher to get the tickets.

Annnnnnnnnnnnyway, so I get to the airport, it's packed, of course. Inside people are standing in huge lines... there's no noticeable increase in security anywhere near the ticket counters. It's noisy as usual, but the noise is... different. Took me a few minutes to realize it, but the noise isn't as ANGRY as it usually is in the airport. As a matter of fact, I only saw one angry person the whole time I was there, which is ASTOUNDING.

As I left, I finally noticed a smattering of Military Police around the place, too, which made me feel better. But I have plane tickets home, and $370 left on my voucher to spend!! WOO!!

Leavin' on a jet plane...

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