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I don't like airports

The airplane

is not one of God's creatures

but it might be serving

a heavenly purpose

by making the world seem

a bit smaller

 

And though

it is not an actual

time machine an airplane

can take you from

a place as primitive as

prehistoric times

to another place

as advanced as

modern civilization

 

in a matter of hours

or even minutes

 

But to take an airplane

almost anywhere

you usually have to go

to an airport

where you usually

spend an hour, and often

hours and hours,

going nowhere

 

other than the parking lot

or the rental place or the bus

station or the taxi stand

and the check in line and

the security line and the

food line and the bathroom

line and the shuttle line

and the gate line and the line

to take your seat and the line

to take off and then the airplane

 

usually has to land at another

airport where, unless you

took a direct flight,

you usually have to spend

an hour, and often

hours and hours,

going nowhere

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