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The Little Airport That Did

July 16, 2015

I just love (not) that I had to crawl around on the floor at the airport to find a power outlet for my laptop… that at LAX–a massive international airport in a modern, west coast city–there are no civilized, AC power-equipped seats to be found. The dated, rundown Southwest Terminal does have a few charging stations scattered about, but good luck scoring an outlet there.

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It was funny, by contrast, as I made my way through the airport in Sacramento, teeny by comparison, I felt like I was in a new version of Tomorrowland. We Sacramento travelers–moving quickly and efficiently between the buildings of the new Terminal B on spiffy, elevated, express monorails, and between its stories on towering escalators, connected to our mobile devices through dangling earbuds–seemed like the future incarnate. I totally felt like a Jetson. Everything in Sac is upscale, functional and modern. Nobody’s sitting pathetically on a dirty floor, looking at everybody’s hairy knees and summer feet, futzing with a slow wifi connection.

C’mon, LAX. If our little airport in the Central Valley can do it, you can.

One Response to “The Little Airport That Did”

  1. Bev's avatar Bev Says:

    I do love SMF!


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