I’m sitting in Baltimore Washington International Airport.
It’s bringing back memories of working for a company called ERIM which no longer exists. I spent two summers flying in and out of this airport almost every other weekend. Good times.
The airport still kinda bites…but that’s life. Airports aren’t all that much fun by default. This one is indelibly linked in my mind with the scent of a Pizza Hut fast food kiosk.
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