Turns
out I’m kinda okay with being stuck in the fog.
And here’s why- The newly redone American terminal in SFO has about
everything good that can be good about airports. It’s airy, clean, well decorated, and much
quieter than the major airports most of the time (it’s a ghost town in
comparison to LAX today, and that’s with all the delayed flights).
The Admiral’s club is new and well done, even
down to the floor-to-ceiling fake pines that somehow don’t seem as tacky as
they should. Plus, yes they do have
showers, and they're much nicer than mine at home. And for delayed flights they
make gate announcements. I’m in love. Only flaw is the view isn’t of very many
active gates/taxiways/runways. But there
I’m spoiled, haven’t found one that beats LAX for that yet.
The food choices in the main
terminal are great, and reflective of the city- Wine bar, organic café, sushi,
etc. And the club makes a spicy bloody
mary, both the glass and I are sweating a little. Plus, it’s given me some time to tweet with
my new best friend- that being, whoever is stuck on social media duty at
American’s marketing division. I’ve been
sure to keep them updated with my travel plans, and they answer dutifully. It’s like having a private anonymous mileage
run cheerleader….or a tweeting robot buddy.
Now I’m just working out how best to have a little fun with it, since whoever
it is must already think I’m crazy, so why not?
However, it does look like I’ll have to head out at some point here- my
standby is going to clear, so once they get us a plane, I’ll be headed back to
the City of Angels.
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