ATLANTA — The trip begins amid a mass of people — chaos as thousands of travelers search their luggage for three-ounce bottles of liquids in “zip-top” bags and laptop computers so they can be scrutinized separately by airport security.
Ah, the joys of flying.
When you think about it, the line moves pretty quickly, but it’s never fast enough. “A necessary evil,” one could argue. It just prolongs the overall airport experience, and by my way of thinking that’s the worst part of any trip.
I’m through, and I make my way for the people mover that will take me to the international terminal. I usually walk, but today, I opt for the people mover.
When I arrive at my gate, I’m pleased to see my plane — a Boeing 777 — is already at the gate. At least there won’t be a delay caused by the lack of available equipment.
It’s early, and I decide to grab a quick bite to eat. I settle for the mediocrity of McDonald’s. What a terrible way to begin the trip.
