Here's One for the Gipper

I have a new addition to "Adam's List of Airports to Avoid": Washington National, aka Ronald Reagan. What an awful airport. I mean, it makes sense, given its namesake. Do yourself a favor folks and just avoid this place. It still ranks below Philadelphia on my list, but thats not an honorable mention. I had the unfortunate opportunity to fly through Reagan twice on this trip, going down and coming back. The layout is confusing at best, the terminals are really narrow, making it easy to bump into fellow passengers, and the shuttle, the freakin' shuttle. Going down to Florida Jiayi and I and had to change terminals. How do you do that at Reagan? Its not a rail-link or anything fancy or fast like that. You have to cue up at one the gates, 35 if I remember correctly, of course the sign indicating the shuttle was barely visible and we never saw it, meaning we wandered aimlessly while the line for the shuttle grew longer and longer until we finally figured it out. Why does the line grow so long? Because only one shuttle comes every fifteen minutes that can hold about four people. Its the size of the bus that takes the mentally-handicapped to school. Of course you have to wait while it unloads the passengers from the other terminal.

Coming home today I had to go to Reagan again. Since my flight was delayed, I was able to spend some leisurely time in the cramped confines of the gate area, no outlets for my dying electronics to boot. No free wireless either, so no points there, the Gipper sends his apologies. The monitor for my flight announced boarding before the attendant did, which led to some confusion.

Now that I got that out of my system, I will take this opportunity to state that the Florida/San Antonio trip was an enjoyable one. Escaping the cold snowy weather of Whitesboro, New York was worth the trip alone. Both legs of the trip were good for different reasons. Florida was mainly a relaxed time, where we enjoyed Hayley's hospitality as well as her pharmacist salary (thanks for the dinners Hayley!) I got to see her 'hood, as well as the home she will be moving into, which was cool (nice ranch house right near water-nice on Hayley, nice one) I wouldn't mind making a more extended stay down there myself. I am controlling my jealous rage of my sister right now, its like 0 degrees here in Whitesboro, Hayley is wearing shorts. Miami wasn't really my cup of tea, but I am glad I still had the chance to check it out and had a pretty good time regardless. Thanks again to Hayley for driving us down....but turn down your music next time. 

San Antonio was a pretty neat down, it would have been nice to have a river to go along with the Riverwalk, but we can't win them all I suppose. The weather was still pretty agreeable, and the food (though expensive) was good. I can now say I have been to the Alamo (these are the feet that stood on the ground where Davy Crockett stabbed 10 Mexican soldiers with a bayonet), that might not quite match up to the Pyramids or the Great Wall (so I guess the answer is no, not everything is bigger in Texas), but cool nonetheless. I also got a kick out of the King William district, there were some nice homes down there, but I have to say they were little shacks compared to some of the stuff that Hayley showed us near Siesta Key.

We can't always do international travel, and this definitely was a good way to get some domestic fun in there. That being said, Israel is next.