Layout

There is a logic to how airports are laid out, I'm sure. But I have yet to entirely understand it, despite having taught logic to undergraduate students. Hmm. For instance, why this HUGE space dedicated to eateries with a little sculpture something-or-other in the middle? The only advantage I can see is that I certainly got my steps in before the flight. Not nearly as many as I got by walking from my plane to my rental car in Atlanta, but a decent number nonetheless. Or maybe the persons responsible were thinking about future expansion. In any case, it's confusing. So maybe I should have consulted this terminal map BEFORE I arrived? 

 

Flight Crew

 

This photo taken at Norfolk International Airport actually later proved helpful as I was trying to remember where I parked my car, although my original interest was in the flight crew evidently heading off either for a well deserved rest or else heading home.

Parking Garages

 

Well, I'm back, after my brief adventure in Georgia. Actually, though, the fun began in the parking garage at the Norfolk International Airport (ORF) in Norfolk, Virginia. In recent trips, I've taken to photographing where I've parked my car because, anymore, as parking garages have gotten bigger and bigger, I've found it harder and harder to find my car upon my return. 

In this case, the matter was made more difficult by the fact that I'm not yet familiar with ORF, especially since it has expanded over recent years. In fact, as I discovered, it's still in the process of expanding. So I only realized upon my return that there is not just ONE parking garage. There are, in fact, multiple garages! What's more, ALL of them have at least five levels and, guess what, "D" aisles! I happened to have parked in Garage A, nearest the terminal where my plane was parked. But, of course, I went directly to Garage D, which happens to be the farthest from said terminal!

Anyway, my advice to anyone who happens to have accidentally stumbled upon this blog is--if you have a camera--ALWAYS take a picture, because that and other pictures you might take (I had more) may come in particularly handy later. :-) 

Packing

 

Spent the better part of yesterday packing for a . . .

lightning-quick flight (Oops! Maybe an unlucky turn of phrase that.) to Georgia today . . .

to attend a coat-and-tie affair on Wednesday.

Always tricky, given that I never travel with anything more than a carryon and maybe, occasionally, a camera bag. Still haven't quite decided about the latter. Just one more complication as I pass through airport security. Still, I might give it a whirl.