I’m actually enjoying a layover at Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky airport. A 2 ½ hour layover.
I promise you that I’m not insane. At least, not very.
I’m the kind of person who likes to just sit in subways and airports. I don’t mind delays (unless it’s been a while since I’ve seen my wife, of course) unless they make me sit on the runway for more than fifteen minutes, and then I’m only upset if I really, really have to use the bathroom. When I visited New York City about seven years ago, I simply sat on the subway going up and down Manhattan for about three hours, simply seeing the different people and cultures that passed through (I did get off occasionally to turn back the other direction – thank goodness for three-day subway passes).
But right now it’s just peaceful. I just finished my dinner, which consisted of a McDonald’s burger, fries, and a soda. I still have almost two hours before my plane departs (which means an hour and a half before we board) and then one more hour to home. But after finishing, I just sit here (on my trusty laptop computer) and stare out the window that looks over one of the takeoff runways. It’s simply beautiful as the sun nears the horizon (it’s only about an hour to sunset).
It’s just amazing what a sense of peace one can get out of applying just a bit of patience.
Priceless.
