Airport

ORD.   I remember the cool overhead neon thing from when I had my first flight as a kid.

 

They had the most efficient McDonald’s I have ever witnessed.  It seemed like five customer’s a minute went through the line.  Up until someone turned the power off.  The ‘unwashed’ masses, such as myself, grew restless.  I feared a revolt.  Fortunately, someone found the switch, and Chicago was saved a savage riot.  Or so I suspect.

 

Our plane.  I still haven’t gotten to fly in the really, really, big ones.   I’d like to.  It would make me feel cool and stuff.

jon