Sitting at Logan. Sitting and sitting and sitting. Because we had the idea that you are supposed to be early for your flight, really early if it's international. Like 3-4 hours early. To get through security and all that. So we planned on long lines at the baggage counter and then at the security checks, and then at the bar where we could grab a drink before boarding.
Yeah. No one at the baggage counter. We were the only ones at the airline counter, and they had FIVE kiosks open! Called us right up, took our bag (3 pounds overweight, but they didn't care) and sent us on our way.
On to the bathrooms. Figuring it would be busy, because it's the only bathroom for all the international flights in the terminal area (outside of the boarding area). Nope, breezed right through those too.
Surely, security would bog us down for a while. You can't tell us that we alone would have read that you must arrive 3-4 hours early for international flights. There must be a whole line of people standing about in their socks, holding buckets with assorted garb inside, and being hopeful that they will not be called to the room where they perform body searches.
The C-pap machine was pulled over, looked at for 2 minutes, and returned before I had my sneakers back on.
Great. So now we are sitting in a bar to kill some time. And of course, you can't sit without drinking something. So we are paying a 6 pack price for a single beer. And then it hits me... THAT is why they tell you arrive so freaking early! Because the bars at the airport have set up the website guys with cheap beer and buffalo wings, and in turn they tell you to show up early and skip you right through all the delays! Brilliant! Ah, tricky bar and website people, well played. Well played indeed!
