Saturday, March 29
We are at the Detroit airport on our way to Arizona. After the hassles of getting through security we now have over a two hour wait before boarding. We are out in the far reaches of McNamara Terminal. Not quite the end of the world but we can see it from here. We found the Starbucks at the end of the universe. Where the answer to life, the universe, and everything is hot, black and bitter. Under the circumstances things couldn’t get much better unless I had a shot of good Irish whiskey to go with it. Some people seem to have an issue with someone having a shot of liquid barley at 9:30 AM. I don’t see why. It’s completely vegetarian and I don’t have to drive anywhere.
Sitting trapped in an airport is a bit mind numbing. Almost as bad as a shopping mall at Christmas. We did find some avian wildlife though. House sparrows are nesting inside the terminal. We already have house sparrows so they don’t count against the biggish year total but it is amusing to see them in here. I haven’t found any restaurants selling scrapple so I’m guessing they have to find McDonald’s French fries to survive. Not what I would call the good life.
The Starbucks at the end of the universe.
Ed's and Lise's Biggish Years 