Specifically, the “G” concourse of Dulles sucks. It’s a damn train terminal. Most United “Express” flights seem to depart from here. It’s just a mighty barn filled with rows of chairs, fed by neverending busses from the other terminals, and sloughing off passengers through a series of doors to their jets.
Hey look, an insect just started buzzing around me while I sit here. Great.
All of my fellow travelers are affected by the spirit of the place. They glare at each other and sweat. Thank goodness my connection is quick. I’m due to board in 10 minutes. Off to Indianapolis.
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